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On The Dark Side	By : stargazer67 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 11597 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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When he comes back, he’s taken off his frock coat and is in a white shirt with long sleeves, and his black trousers. She thinks to herself how sexy he is when he’s not all buttoned up, and her arousal grows. He sets something that looks like an ink-pot on the table, a small empty flask, and some silver instrument that looks a little like some medieval torture device, and he says, “Muggle tattoo machine. I can’t create a Mark the way the Dark Lord does, so I’ve turned to their technology for this. Don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it looks.”
He gives her his hand and she takes it, and stands up, and he says, “I think I want the stars to be our witness.” He takes out his wand and transforms the couch into a small but very comfortable bed, and then turns back to her, caressing her face and looking deeply into her eyes.
He says, “Alyssa, this is what I have always wanted. I have wanted you since the night you came to me; more than I have ever wanted any woman, or likely ever will. I promise that I will be a good Master to you.” He bends to kiss her and she responds passionately, holding him tightly with one arm around his waist and one hand in his hair. He finally breaks it off and looks into her eyes, and says, “Kneel, Alyssa.”
She does, and he extends his hand for her to take, and she takes it. He casts the threads binding their hands together, that will make the modified form of the Vow that he’s created. Looking into her eyes, he says, “Alyssa Hightower, will you accept me as your Master…will you obey my every command, satisfy my every desire?”
“I will.”
“Will you put my desires above your own, seek my satisfaction and pleasure even above your own, always?”
“I will.”
“Will you be ever true and faithful to me, allowing no man or woman to touch you unless it is my will?”
“I will.”
He closes his eyes in deep satisfaction as the visible strands of the Vow sink into both of them, binding them for life, unless he releases her from it. He says, “Rise, then, Alyssa…my love, and my servant.”
She stands up and he puts both hands on her face, and kisses her gently at first, and then more deeply. She responds but knows that he wants her to follow his lead; and her arousal grows as she submits to him in her mind, not reaching for what she wants but instead following what he wants. He breaks away finally and sits down on the bed to take off his boots and socks, and she kneels and takes them off for him. He smiles, he wouldn’t have asked her to do that, he’s not looking for 24/7 submission from her – but he recognizes that she wants to show him her devotion already, and lets her.
She takes off her own shoes and then looks at him, and he says, “Alyssa, tonight is for both of us, and you don’t need to serve me in any way. Tonight, it is in fact my wish and my pleasure to give you pleasure; all you need do is relax and allow me to. Come, lie down with me…”
They stretch out on the bed together, she on her back and he on his side, and he caresses her face tenderly, bending to kiss her softly. As their kiss deepens again, he strokes one hand lightly down her body; caressing one breast gently through her shirt. She puts one hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating under her fingers as he begins to unbutton her shirt.
He stops for a moment, looking at the rise of her breasts, and she slides her arms out of her shirt and reaches behind her back to unhook her bra. He slides the straps of it down her arms one at a time, and she frees her arms from them; and only then does he pull it away and free her breasts. She hears his intake of breath as her nipples harden from the cool night air, and he bends to take one of them into his mouth, circling her nipple slowly with his tongue while he caresses the other gently with his fingers.
She reaches to unbutton his shirt, and he stops and shrugs out of it once she’s undone all the buttons. Again he looks at her body, with a mixture of possessiveness and almost a sort of worship at the same time; and she pulls him to her, wanting to feel his skin on hers. He moves over her, putting his legs between hers, and she gasps as his erection stimulates her through their clothes. She wraps her legs around him and tilts her hips, rubbing against him, and he says, “…Easy…oh, Alyssa…”, and pulls back from her, sitting up on his knees.
He unbuttons and unzips her jeans, and she wriggles her way out of them. Still sitting up, he traces a finger up her slit through her panties, and over her clit; and she gasps. He continues making light circles outside her panties with his finger until she’s almost trembling, and then he slowly pulls off her panties and bends down between her legs. His hot breath on her clit sends shivers up her spine, and when he finally touches it with his tongue, she buries both hands in his hair. She feels the tension building as he flicks his tongue across her clit; and when he takes it into his mouth she cries out as the waves of her orgasm flood her.
As she is recovering, he takes off his trousers, and then bends down to her pussy again, alternating licking and sucking on her clit, and between her pussy lips. He continues until her arousal has built back up again strongly, and when she begins to clutch at his hair again, he stops and positions his cock to enter her. He slides in slowly as she closes her eyes in pleasure; and so eager is she for him that when he reaches the barrier, she thrusts upwards herself to bury his cock fully within her.
He leans down onto her, thrusting slowly and deeply as he looks into her eyes; and he feels her beginning to tremble under him, nearing climax again. His lips find hers and he kisses her deeply and hungrily, thrusting faster as she holds tightly to him, and he feels her pussy begin pulsing around his cock as she climaxes. He really can’t hold on much longer himself, and with a few more powerful thrusts, he is shooting his seed deeply into her, moaning her name as his whole body shudders.
When he withdraws from her, he reaches over to the table and takes the empty flask, and holds it to her pussy lips; catching some of their mingled secretions. He then pours it into the inkpot and mutters an incantation over it that both completely infuses their essences into the ink and also gives it the magical properties he wants it to have.
He conjures a small light over Alyssa and then settles himself between her legs, sitting up and finding a comfortable position. He considers for a moment and then tells her to put a pillow under her hips, and she does; and he puts the inkpot down on the bed and then picks up the silver instrument, and it begins to buzz as he casts a spell that animates it without electricity. Alyssa’s eyes widen a bit at the sound, but she bites her lip and says nothing. He looks at her and says, “This will hurt a little, but you need to keep as still as you can.” She nods.
He spreads the outer fold of her pussy away from her inner lips on one side, and then folds the inner labia over; the mark will be on the outer side of it. Dipping the needle into the ink, he touches it to her skin and she forces herself not to jump. It’s painful, but not horribly so; the speed of the needle and vibration of the machine make it almost a burning type of sensation. She lies back and closes her eyes, forcing herself to relax.
He’s done after a few minutes; he’d practiced it on himself repeatedly after obtaining the machine, healing his skin back and removing the ink (which was mundane tattoo ink with no magical properties, so did not resist removal by magical means) between attempts, until he could produce it perfectly and quickly. He looks at his handiwork and is satisfied, and removes the animation spell from the machine. Alyssa opens her eyes as the buzzing stops, and Snape pulls out his wand, passing it over the mark and accelerating the healing until it looks like it’s always been there. She feels a warmth and then no pain at all, and as he puts away the ink and iron he says, “Would you like to see it?”
She sits up and bends down to look; it is a small Ouroboros in a figure-8, a serpent eating its own tail, on its side in the symbol for infinity. The width of it is less than her thumb and she’s actually a little impressed with the precision of it. He says, “This is your protection against Lucius Malfoy, or anyone else who might decide to take what I have not given. Any man who touches you without my permission will find himself incapable of having an erection for at least an hour, and if he tries to persist after that, will feel extremely fatigued and unable to move – not paralyzed, just completely enervated. The mark and its magical protection should not be able to be removed or nullified by magic either.”
Alyssa finds she’s actually rather pleased with it – something of him, always with her. Reminding her that she belongs to him, as well as giving her his protection, even when he’s not physically with her. Made by his hand and sealed by his seed and their combined pleasure. She looks up and smiles at him, and he leans in to kiss her; and soon they are joined again, under the stars.
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