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Title: Medical Research
Author: Crow Skyler
Pairing: Danny Elfman / Severus Snape
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Danny and Sev do not belong to me, alas. Sev is chained to the lovely J.K. Rowling, and Danny… well, himself; unless he sold his soul to Satan. Which, by the way, I’m not leaving out… Sev’s POV. I may write another part, who knows.
Warning: Short and pointless smut.
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Severus Snape stared grumpily at the wall, arms folded, robes about him firmly. Well, now the old man had gone and done it again. Offered his services to another moron who was barely able to scrape two and two together. And there wasn’t a cure for lycanthropy, of course, but he hoped he hadn’t given this idiot false hope. Who knew if there was a cure for this… werecat, or not? He hoped to whatever diety was feeling kind, that this wasn’t another attempt of Dumbledore’s to have him get to know Remus Lupin better. Honestly, the werewolf had been to see him twice this month alone, all on the assumption Dumbledore had wanted them to talk!
He glanced around his office, making sure all was ready. He’d assembled some ingrediants for testing – basic ingrediants. If he needed more – he had little doubt he’d need something exotic – he just needed to drag the dolt along with him to Hogsmeade for the task of finding them. Wouldn’t hurt anything, now, would it? Except perhaps his own I.Q…
A soft knock on his door, tentative but hearable, told him that his ‘guest’ was h Lip Lips curling, Hogwarts’ Potions Master called, "Come in," curtly, settling back into his chair, fully expecting Lupin to come in, say his hellos, and act oblivious and cheerful.
What he got was entirely different. A pale, lean (and quite short) man opened the door, poking his head in. When he saw Severus, his expression changed to faint surprise, and he moved forward. He was wearing plain clothes of grey and black, and a coat covered the fact that he was wearing shorts – Severus saw the skin exposed when the coat moved. Standing, an eyebrow raised curiously, he was caught off guard when the man’s eyes met his own – wild, and quite unnerving, hazel. "Professor Snape, I presume?" the man asked quietly. Severus gestured to the chair in front of the desk, and they both sat again. His lack of want to shake hands satisfied him.
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"In the flesh," he nodded. "And you are…?"
"Danny Elfman." He looked nervous in the room, but also fascinated, eyes darting from Severus to the pickled animal parts in jars.
That, somewhere, rang a bell. And then he recognized it – that annoying letter from his cousin about her life and her obsessions. She’d listed him as the ‘hottest Muggle film composer in existance’. His eyebrows raised, taking in the man before him in finer detail. Danny’s features were distinctly elfin, and he was in good shape, with fiery red hair to put the Weasley family tribe to shame.
"Ah, yes." Severus nodded. "The composer?"
He could have sworn he saw a wince, and the hazel eyes darted once for the door. "Yes," he nodded. When he saw Severus’ eyebrow raised in question, he explained, "A pack of students accosted me on my way down here."
"Ahh, I see." He sat up, cocking his head; relieved to see this celebrity wasn’t like one Gilderoy Lockhart. "You know of magic?"
Danny nodded, almost impishly. "My whole family is comprised of Witches and Wizards," he said. "Muggle-borns," he added helpfully. "But none of them… are efficient in this field. Or in any field remotely related."
Severus almost felt sorry for him – almost. "I see. What exactly happens on a full moon, Mr. Elfman?" Was the change entire, like a Werewolf’s?
"I…" He squirmed in the chair. "I don’t change physically, I just start thinking like a cat. A big cat," he added, quickly. "And… well, I do sprout a tail."
Oh, good grief. "A tail?" he repeated curiously.
"Yes. Red, like my hair." Danny nodded. "I’ve mauled two members of my family, got a lawsuit and a divorce from my wife in the process, and have threatened the lives of my kids. I’d really like to stop my life from falling apart." Severus saw it now – the shadows under his eyes, the haunted look in the hazel hue, the way his skin was particularily pale in the face.
"I understand." He didn’t really, but it sounded nice. His life had long since fallen apart. "I’m going to do some quick testing, and hope we find something. If we don’t, I can prepare further, and we can meet at a later time." Getting up, Severus ignored his bones as they groant hit him. Danny got up, as well, and the Potions Master suddenly realized how… well… short he was. He had to look up to see Severus’ face…
The testing was silent, but, surprisingly, agonizing. in ain a painful way, per se, but just the way Severus’ mind was digesting the information about Danny. Firm muscles, soft hair, smooth skin – all inadvertently found out. All facts that bugged him. Yes, nice,’t h’t he? his mind purred. So perfect and small, and such a lovely voice… Severus gritted his teeth. It was times like these that he truly regretted having such a talkative ‘Bad Severus’. It also became apparent during these times that his ‘Good Severus’ was deaf, blind, and dumb.
"Blood is necessary?" Danny asked a little while later, when Severus drew out his wand and wielded it without enthusiasm. He could see the nervousness, there.
"Not a needle," Severus sneered. "But a little more painful." His sneering covered up the fact, he hoped, that something else liked his closeness, sitting on the table in front of him, nearly between his legs… Oh, yes…
Danny scowled deeply. "Poke away," he muttered sarcastically.
It was a vicious spell, and he saw the flinch as he took some of the redhead’s blood and put it into the cauldron with the other ingrediants. Werecat, huh? Well, hopefully this would be curable, a mere genetic fluke that could be tamped down. Or maybe it’d just be like Wolfsbane potion, who knew.
Stirring gently, he glanced at Danny, still sitting comfortably on the table. "You may get down, now, if you wish," he told him, measuring his stirring carefully.
"Nah, it’s rather comfortable here."
Was it him, or was there a twinkle of mirth in those hazel eyes? Severus shook his head. No, it was a little impossible that someone would want to be close to him, wasn’t it? Keep your attention on the potion. "You are aware, I am sure, that tomorrow night is a full moon?"
"More than aware," he muttered, and Severus nodded. Good.
"Is there a place you can hide yourself, in case this doesn’t work?"
"Not… well, yes." Danny looked at him. "You can’t guarantee it will…?"
He shook his head in reply. "I’m not sure. This is my first dealing with a werecat…" He smirked. "Let’s hope it’s my last."
"Am I that bad?" Danny pouted cutely, eyes dancing. Sevefeltfelt his pants get tighter. Damn. I’m not imagining that, am I? When the hazel eyes raised themselves to look into his own, he saw it there—something that made him start in surprise. Want. Only a few of his students, who had been granted with certain experiences, looked at him that way. Not full grown men who could probably get anyone they wanted.
"Danny…" he began, but the man put a finger on his lips to stop him, the other hand grabbing his arm and yanking him close—only a minute later, and Danny’s lips were desperately on his own.
"Mmm," the other man murmured, arms sliding around his waist. "God, I’ve wanted this ever since I walked in."
Severus couldn’t help but feel amused. "Do you do this often?" he asked dryly, but he deepened the kiss despite, making it hard for him to answer.
When he managed to pull away, eyes dilated, Danny surveyed him critically. "Katherine was always a frigid thing. Amazing we had kids, really. Always pushing me away…" A growl when Severus tried to pull away from him, legs moving around his waist. "Wait."
"What?"
Danny raised an eyebrow. "We’re not done."
"You’re technically my patient, Elfman," Severus purred irritably. "It’s—"
"Unprofessional?" Danny asked, with that predatorial smile. "Oh, I’ve thought of a way over that—just don’t move, or it won’t work."
"What—"
He was getting against him then, Danny’s legs still around his waist, pale hands working on his slacks. "Do you have to have so many buttons?" the composer cursed quietly, making Severus grin. Looking up, Danny cocked his head. "Want this done quickly, or what? –Don’t worry, if we get interrogated later, I’ll leave this part out," he added, winking impishly.
"Danny—"
"Fine, quick, then," sighed the redhead, and he pulled down Severus’ slacks and boxer shorts, earning a groan from the tall man. "My, aren’t we ready?" he teased quickly, flicking his tongue over the tip of the swollen erection. Severus’ hands wound themselves up in his hair, shaking slightly.
Where the hell he’d learned this, Severus didn’t know. As far as he knew, it wasn’t a requirement for being a composer. Or was there something he didn’t know about the muggle music industry? Not that he followed it at all. He gasped aloud, sharply, when Danny took him all in and began to suck him like a candy stick.
"Good?" he asked, when the mouth left him a moment later to merely lick the now glossy head.
Severus panted raggedly. "Yes, more?" he asked, and he was sure Danny snickered before he returned his mouth to the task of pleasuring him.
He didn’t know how much time passed, and didn’t care, either. The thought of one of his colleagues coming in on them surfaced to his mind, getting passed the magical wards, but he chased it from his mind quickly. That didn’t matter; all that mattered was the licks, sucking, and purring the redheaded imp was currently performing.
"Danny…" He was fast losing control of anything.
A dark chuckle, and the man in question emphasized his efforts on the best—and worst—spots, making Severus moan aloud. "ees?ees?" Danny asked, sucking on the tip.
"Not going to last much longer," he barely ground out.
"Good."
And that hot, oh so wonderful mouth was around him again, continuing its ministrations, tongue dancing everywhere that felt the best. Severus’ muscles felt like live wire as he threw back his head, groaning. "Losing…" he panted, fingers unconsciously massaging Danny’s head in time to the delicious licking.
"Come on, we don’t have all day, then," was emphasized with a nice, particularily long lick, and Severus promptly lost himself to the moment, shuddering against the composer.
When he came to, warm arms were around his shoulders, and he was being hummed to. It was a strange song… it might have been something he’d composed, Severus didn’t know. He was saying the words ‘don’t you go…’ to himself quietly. Straightening from his slump against Danny, Severus eyed him warily.
"Where’d you learn that, if I may be so bold?" His voice was hoarse. Why was it hoars/P>
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Danny smiled serenely. "You’d be surprised what you pick up on the streets," he replied snidely. Severus’ eyes narrowed, and Danny sobered. "Was that a one-time treat?" he asked carefully.
"I should think so, your potion’s done," said Severus carefully, seperating himself from him to clean himself up and pull his slacks back up. He eyed the foul-looking substance and put it into a beaker, closine lie lid.
"Here," he said quietly, giving it to Danny, who was wiping his own come on his sleeve.
"Thanks much," said the composer. "How much do I owe you?"
There was a long moment in which they just stared into each others’ eyes. And finally, Severus spoke, keeping his voice level—barely. "Nothing," he said at last, and his pale hand brushed against Danny’s cheek.
Danny’s eyes shut at the simple touch. "You’re welcome at the house any time," he said innocently, opening his eyes again and smiling.
sai said a few more words to each other, farewells and such. Severus couldn’t remember them. He was trying to memorize the feel of Danny, all over a zone he thought had been offlimits to everyone, forever. With the exception of students who offered themselves, of course. Crazy seventh years and the like. Severus shook his head. ‘Welcome at the house’?
Maybe he’d take that offer up sometime.
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