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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
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Snape reluctantly sends her back to her dorm before dawn; he wants to have his staff replacements set before changing the rules with regards to students, without having the resistance to it that he’d have right now. Term is nearly over anyway, he can survive until then. While sitting at his desk after dinner the following day, he hears the staircase moving and knows it is Alyssa, and waves his wand to open the door before she gets there.
When she comes in, he just enjoys the sight of her for a moment; and she comes around the desk and begins unbuttoning her shirt, sinking to her knees and saying, “I await your pleasure, Master.” His cock throbs to life quickly, and he says, “I want your mouth on me.” She moves forward and unbuttons his trousers, bending to take him in her mouth as she frees his manhood.
They are both startled by a sudden cacophony of voices from the wall, some voicing displeasure and some catcalling encouragement; Snape had forgotten all about the headmaster portraits. They’ve all been very quiet up to now, basically waiting to see what his policies as Headmaster were going to be, he suspects.
He smirks and says, “Oh, like you lot didn’t all have the same fantasy at some point when sitting behind this desk yourselves…in fact I bet several of you probably did more than just fantasize about it, too.”
This comment just increases the level of noise exponentially, each of them shouting to be heard over the others (or shouting at each other, he can hear quite a few accusations/denials of the guilt/innocence of some of them with regards to his last remark), and Alyssa can’t help it; she gets a fit of the giggles listening to them.
Snape starts to chuckle as well, and says, “Come on, let’s move to the bedroom - obviously we’re not going to get any peace out here. I’ll get the house-elves to cover the objector’s portraits tomorrow; I suppose the supporters can continue to be voyeurs if they wish.” He had made a quick survey of them all when they first started talking, and had mentally noted which side each fell on; and had also noted that Dumbledore’s hadn’t taken part at all. In fact his portrait has been completely inactive so far, as far as Snape can tell. He figures best cover that one as well, though.
Once in the bedroom, Alyssa smiles to herself as she sees that his bed is exactly as it looked in her dream that night; she feels like somehow, she must have shared either something he was thinking strongly himself at the time, or that he was also dreaming. Snape comes up behind her, running his hands over her body and she sighs with pleasure at his touch. His erection had faded a bit at the interruption, but is renewed quickly now that they’re alone again.
He reaches under her skirt (thinking to himself that new school uniforms with shorter skirts might be another good change to make…) and fingers her, finding her already wet. He pushes her towards the bed and bends her over against it, pulling up her skirt and telling her to pull off her panties as he unbuttons the lower buttons on his frock coat so it won’t be in the way.
He slides into her warm wetness, hearing her moan softly with pleasure as he begins to thrust into her forcefully, grabbing her ass tightly. He climaxes quickly, and after he withdraws, she stands up and turns to him. He pulls her to him for a deep kiss, and when they break apart he says, “Go without panties from now on, if you’re wearing a skirt.” She gives him a knowing smile and says, “Yes, Master.” He smiles back; little minx, she’s probably going to find some way to take advantage of that in class next. He’ll have to find an appropriate punishment for her if she does, though he knows it’ll be one they’d both enjoy even so.
He says, “I need to go take another batch of potions to the Dark Lord; I may be gone for awhile if he has things he wants to talk about. Plus I plan to make my request of him, about you. You may stay here or go as you wish, but be here in my bed, tonight.”
He collects the potions and goes, and when he arrives, he sees Mulciber sitting outside the door behind the dais. He asks whether the Dark Lord is busy, and Mulciber replies that he is, but adds that he’s pretty sure he wouldn’t mind Snape interrupting; or at least watching until he’s finished. Snape is pretty sure what Mulciber means by that, and goes on through the first two rooms, to the Dark Lord’s bedroom.
Once there, he sees that the Dark Lord is in bed with Hermione Granger under him, thrusting into her as she cries silently. Near the bed, Lavender is naked on her knees, sucking Wormtail’s cock and clearly not enjoying it.
Even though he’s just been satisfied by Alyssa, still he finds that watching the Dark Lord taking Hermione is quite arousing. He leans against the doorframe, adjusting himself so his trousers are less binding on him; his cock throbbing as the Dark Lord climaxes in her and she closes her eyes, trying to block it all out.
Wormtail moans in climax shortly after Voldemort withdraws from Hermione, and the Dark Lord watches with some enjoyment as Lavender reflexively swallows his cum. Voldemort then sees Snape standing there and Snape bows his head, saying, “My Lord, if you did not wish to be disturbed the fault is entirely my own, Mulciber told me you were otherwise engaged.”
“Not at all, Severus – I see you also enjoyed watching me play with my new toy. Wormtail, take my consort back to her cell, and tell Mulciber on the way out that I do not wish any other visitors for now; reassure him also that it was fine that he allowed Severus to pass, however.”
Once Wormtail and Lavender are gone, the Dark Lord smiles lazily and says, “Would you like me to share my new toy, Severus? I think I can see that you would…”
Snape shifts off the doorframe and comes farther into the room, looking at Hermione with a slow smile, as she looks back at him with fear. Snape says, “If it please you, my Lord…yes, I would.”
Voldemort laughs as Snape begins to take off his frock coat and shirt, and tells Hermione, “I do believe your Professor needs your attention, Miss Granger. You will give him your full attention; as I understand it, you are the best in your year at nearly everything. However, you still have quite a ways to go to be best in your year at sucking cock; both Miss Parkinson and Miss Brown are way ahead of you. So I think you need to apply yourself to it wholeheartedly. If you don’t, I’m sure a few more rounds of Cruciatus will convince you. On your knees in front of him, Miss Granger – now.”
Hermione scrambles out of the bed and kneels in front of Snape, as Voldemort stretches out on his side across the bed to watch. She looks up at Snape with a pleading look at first; but Snape looks at her coldly as he’s unbuttoning his trousers and pulling out his cock, saying, “Miss Granger. For years, you have been overly eager to show off, to me and everyone else, what you can do. I shall be very disappointed if you don’t apply your lips and tongue to my cock with an equal level of enthusiasm. But start slowly, I want to savor this...”
With a look of defeat, Hermione closes her eyes and takes Snape’s cock in one hand, running her tongue up and down the shaft. Snape’s cock twitches strongly as he watches her; he’d never found her particularly attractive, but the situation itself is very arousing. After a few minutes, Voldemort removes the rest of Snape’s clothes with a spell and says, “Come over here and sit on the bed while she sucks you, Severus.”
Snape complies, sitting on the edge of the bed next to Voldemort, while Hermione bends over him again, sucking and licking him while the Dark Lord watches. Snape can see Voldemort becoming erect again, and soon he gets up from the bed and positions himself behind Hermione, pushing his cock into her pussy from behind, while she sucks Snape’s cock.
Snape climaxes first and Voldemort soon after, both of them filling Hermione with their hot cum. Voldemort tells Snape to stay where he is, and summons Wormtail to fetch Hermione back to her cell. Once she’s gone, Voldemort lays down on the bed with him, both of them still naked, and caresses Snape’s face for a moment as he asks, “What brings you here tonight, my servant?”
“I brought more potions for Lavender, my Lord – Hermione too, if she needs them.”
“Ah, yes – thank you, Severus. Anything else?”
“Yes, my Lord. I wish to make my request of you, now.”
“What is it? You know you need only ask.”
“My Lord, I have taken a consort; and I wish to request that I not have to share her with anyone.”
“Even with me, Severus?”
“Yes, my Lord. That is my request.”
Voldemort’s eyes narrow, and he says, “I would not have expected you to use your request in order to deny me something. That’s rather disloyal, don’t you think?”
Snape knows he’s on dangerous ground, now – he was afraid that Voldemort might take it amiss, and apparently he has.
“My Lord, I mean no disloyalty. If you ask it of me, I will give you even that. What I wish is only the power of choice over my consort as you have with yours.”
He can see that Voldemort is still getting angry and he says, “Look to my mind, my Lord.” Snape opens his mind completely and waits.
Voldemort quickly sees and feels what Snape feels for Alyssa, and also sees that he had actually fantasized about bringing her to him, and the three of them pleasuring one another. He’s brought back to himself as Snape says, “My Lord – Alyssa needs to be brought along slowly, she is completely new to this. I do not wish to deny you anything; I just wish the leeway to bring her to it in her own time, if and as she wills. The time to see if she will come to want it for herself. As I do.”
Voldemort looks at him and Snape looks steadily back, and Voldemort finally says, “Forgive me, Severus; I should not have doubted you. Daily, I am surrounded by men who claim to be loyal, but who I know to be still self-serving and only loyal as far as my interests also serve theirs. On my word, your consort is to you as mine is to me; your own property alone, and I shall not require anything of you as regards her.”
Snape closes his eyes, relieved; and when he opens them again, he looks deeply into the Dark Lord’s eyes, as he reaches for Voldemort’s cock. Voldemort is surprised, and pleased, as Snape strokes him to hardness again, and then takes him into his mouth. And is even more surprised and pleased when Snape stops after a few minutes and offers himself instead.
After lubricating his cock with the potion, Voldemort turns on his side and pushes into Snape, gathering him into his arms and holding him close as he thrusts slowly into him. Voldemort says, close in Snape’s ear, “Severus…oh, the pleasure you give me is so exquisite, you have no idea. You offer yourself so willingly, when the only pleasure in it for you is that you know it will please me…even Bellatrix can’t offer me that, not the way you do.”
Snape loses himself in the sensation of the Dark Lord’s arms around him, the slow, deep thrusts of the Dark Lord’s manhood into him, the closeness between them. He knows the Dark Lord is incapable of love, but knows that what Voldemort feels for him is the closest he could ever come to it. He is certain that the Dark Lord has never made love to anyone so gently and slowly, nor wanted to; much as he’s never wanted to be slow and gentle with anyone other than Alyssa, himself.
He wonders if he and Alyssa will grow this close in time, where their bodies joining seems to transcend the physical entirely. He never would have imagined he would ever feel that way, about either of them, really. His reaction to Hermione earlier shows him that it hasn’t changed who he is - just added another dimension onto him that he never had before. He suspects the same is true for Voldemort as well, with him.
Voldemort does not immediately withdraw after he’s climaxed, continuing to hold Severus in his arms and enjoy what his servant has so selflessly given him. Finally he says, “I would almost ask you to stay with me, tonight; but I know you must go back. Oh, and by the way – I was highly amused by Lavender’s memories of your Mr. Filch. I don’t think we can accommodate him even so, sadly; you could not bring him here, and I’d fear Potter’s escape if I let him out of his cell.”
“I understand, my Lord. It was just an offer. You haven’t mentioned Black, I’d heard he was captured as well?”
“Yes, he’s in another cell; we haven’t bothered with him yet other than to feed him. He transformed in an attempt to escape, and has remained in dog form since his capture. Do you wish to make some use of him?”
“I think he may be useful to you at some point, my Lord; I was only going to suggest that he not be killed, or badly tortured. Once Potter is gone, he’ll have little left to live for; and he is after all the last remaining of a once prominent pure-blood family. You may be able to bend him to your will in time, once he has lost hope.”
“Perhaps you’re right, Severus.” Voldemort stretches like a cat and looks quite contentedly at Snape as he gets up and gets dressed. As he’s about to go, Voldemort says softly, “I hope that your new servant pleases you even half as much as you please me.” Snape smiles and says, “I’m sure she will, my Lord.”

Once back at Hogwarts, Snape goes into his bedroom and finds Alyssa there, asleep. He undresses while he watches her sleeping, and slips into bed with her. She wakes and then stammers an apology for having fallen asleep, but he quiets her with a deep kiss, and then pulls her on top of him.
She lowers herself onto him, riding him slowly as he watches her, enjoying her body. He smiles as she asks him for permission before building to a climax herself; she seems to have come to this quite naturally and without any particular instruction from him. He gives her permission, enjoying watching her arousal build until she comes, collapsing on his chest as he feels the contractions of her pussy around his cock. He rolls them both over and seeks his own climax, thrusting deeply into her until he’s also shuddering with orgasm.

[Author's Note: I do promise this won't turn into SS/LV slash every time they see each other (and very glad that it was understood why it happened for them in the first place, so glad that came across). This time was spontaneous on his part, wishing to regain favor after displeasing LV a bit (even though he was forgiven). Next one will be a bit more planned on SS part, he knows he has something to say that is going to be highly upsetting to LV, at least at first. For Alyssa, I'll gladly take suggestions on what you'd like him to do with her - he's going to be a bit busy getting new staff replacements in the near future and she'll be gone for a bit, but I can work in any scene when she gets back if there's something particular you'd like. They'll be meeting back up initially in Diagon Alley so the setting can be there or Hogwarts as well, and that also isn't written yet.]
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