open rp post #002

[albuquerque]

THE OPEN "WE WERE GOING TO RP THAT, REMEMBER?" POST

SO, BASICALLY. If we have ever discussed plotting a PSL or doing a thread but haven't gotten around to doing it,
WELL, NOW WE CAN.

Either comment with a rundown of said plot we'd talked about, or post a starting thread to said plot.

ALSO OPEN TO ANYONE WHO JUST WANTS TO THROW THEIR MUSE AT SNAPE (or Remus, if you'd prefer Remus).
Just leave either a prompt, a thread suggestion, or a thread starter.

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[broomswept]

She uttered a small cry as he pulled her neck backwards, the rest of her body still pressed against the wall. Even so, she tried to wriggle out of his grasp.

"Maybe. You never really know. Maybe the fight's coming?" It was hard to speak with his hand at her throat, but Jane did her best.

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The cry that issued from Potter's mouth caused a small rush of excitement to ripple through him.

"Hm," Severus answered with a quietly amused hum, a smirk twitching at the corner of his mouth as she struggled against him. He squeezed his fingers around her throat just that bit tighter; he could feel her pulse thudding under his thumb and fingertips.

"That doesn't explain how much of a little whore you are. Do you normally act like such a slattern towards people you want to fight?"

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Swallowing, she realized, was not happening right now. She could breathe, but he had complete control over that.

"Do you normally get off pretending to be the big man in charge? Got to be a real fantasy for you. Just once someone takes you seriously, sees you as a threat."

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"Pretending?" Severus gave a quiet snort of amusement, then pressed his lips by her ear and murmured in a quietly dangerous tone, "I could snap you like a twig if I really wanted to."

Smug though he sounded, he was being serious. He could snap her like a twig if he wanted to. Luckily for Potter, Severus enjoyed playing with her the way a cat plays with a mouse it's caught.

He let her hair go with a shove and grabbed her by the shoulder to spin her around. He backed her up against the wall with his hand now snatching her throat.

"You really ought to be gagged."

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"And yet you don't," she managed to say, her lips against the wall before he's turning her around, pressing against her. That familiar surge of fear (or was it arousal) swept through her, and she found herself smiling despite the circumstances.

But that was Jane for you. As far as she was concerned, he only got to do this because she wanted him to. She got her payback later, when she was with her boys. Besides, she got off on this. That part was always important to remember.

"But then you'd miss out on all the fun." She won't let him scare her. "And I think we both know how much you get off on me verbally abusing you."

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Quick as a flash, Severus whipped his wand out from within his sleeve and tightened his hold on her throat a little more as he pressed the tip of his wand against her cheek. It made a dimple depression against her skin.

"I could," he said quietly, "always make this so much worse for you."

He wouldn't, though. He couldn't, not really, unless he wanted to be expelled. But even if he could, that seemed strangely less appealing. He wasn't aroused by the thought of going that far. He was very aroused by the idea of knowing Potter was such a slut for humiliation.

Even still, he was simply reminding Potter: he really could make this much worse for her. He was skilled enough to. She was toying with someone who was capable of being very dangerous.

He slowly released his hold on her throat, then just as slowly eased away the wand. He then grabbed her arm and spun her around again. With a flick of his wand, a small jet of rope shot out and coiled around her wrist. He wrestled her other arm around her back and the other end of the rope seized that wrist, binding both of them firmly together.

He then jabbed his wand up against her shoulder blade. "Lead the way to somewhere more private."

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"But you won't," she choked out, her eyes darting to the wand against her cheek. To do anything more than this to her? Was to get expelled. To ensure that everyone here knew what sort of man he was. To lose Lily's friendship for the rest of time.

So she trusted that he wouldn't do such a thing. Did she trust him in general? No, not at all. What they were doing here required trust, but why should she trust him? She was confident in her abilities to take care of herself, to fix things should they ever get dangerous.

Air flew back into her lungs as she eased back against the wall, thankful to have Severus off of her for the time being. But she barely had time to adjust before she was back with her face against the wall. Putting up a struggle, he still managed to get both her hands roped behind her back. Damn it.

Here was the hard part. Getting too said more private space. That is to say: the Room of Requirement. They were lucky she had the entire castle memorized.

Swallowing, she took off, adjusting her robes so her hands were not visible. It didn't take long before they were standing at the entrance.

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Severus followed her out, keeping his wand trained on her as he tailed her through the castle corridors and viaducts. They luckily only passed a few younger years, who only looked on with mild curiosity until Potter and himself had passed on by.

The moment they were at the entrance of the Room Of Requirement, though, he shoved her through the door once he was certain no one was around to see. He stepped in after her and the door quickly sealed shut.

The moment it did, Severus grabbed Potter by the hair and dragged her roughly over to a large, old wooden desk the room had provided. He shoved her up against it with a slam.

"Bend over," he demanded, forcing her down against the desk by the back of the neck while he pocketed his wand.

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Always the desk, she mused to herself, an eyebrow raised, before she found herself moving with him across the stone floor.

Her hip bones connected with the wood and she let out a small noise of discomfort before he forced her down. Without her hands to protect her, her cheek was smashed up against it as she eased her body into the position he wanted.

"Same old, same old," she said out loud this time, chuckling. "C'mon then, Snivvelus. Let's see what you've got in you this time."