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Last year I wrote some Snape/Draco drabbles. it started as just one, then 2 little sequels spawned.

I wrote a fourth that might end the series. Here:

Title: Little Death
Pairing: Snape/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: Exactly 100, as always

Part One: Potions Text
LJ: http://community.livejournal.com/snape100/886125.html
IJ: http://asylums.insanejournal.com/snape100/130797.html

Part Two: Punishment, Mr. Malfoy
LJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.livejournal.com/106339.html
IJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.insanejournal.com/32611.html

Part Three: Fools Rush In
LJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.livejournal.com/107793.html
IJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.insanejournal.com/33912.html

and the fourth, perhaps final...? )
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Part One: Potions Text
LJ: http://community.livejournal.com/snape100/886125.html
IJ: http://asylums.insanejournal.com/snape100/130797.html

Part Two: Punishment, Mr. Malfoy
LJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.livejournal.com/106339.html
IJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.insanejournal.com/32611.html

Part Three: Fools Rush In
LJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.livejournal.com/107793.html
IJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.insanejournal.com/33912.html

Part Four: While He Was Sleeping
LJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.livejournal.com/108447.html
IJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.insanejournal.com/34534.html

PART FIVE:

Title: The Upper Hand
Length: 100 words
Pairing: Snape/Draco
Rating: NC-17

His cock wakes first, rising early.

He wears only a shirt, exposing the eagerness of his flesh. My hand on his hip prevents him hiding when his eyes open to meet mine. I must reward his loyalty, yet trammel his childish lust.

"You were so eager to show this to me," I say, trailing fingertips up his shaft. "Has that changed?"

So soft. "No..."

So hard. "I never asked for this."

Like silk. "I thought you understood..."

Like steel. "You forced my hand."

He has the good grace to blush. Wrung by my inexorable stroke, he comes silently this time.
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Part One: Potions Text
LJ: http://community.livejournal.com/snape100/886125.html
IJ: http://asylums.insanejournal.com/snape100/130797.html

Part Two: Punishment, Mr. Malfoy
LJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.livejournal.com/106339.html
IJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.insanejournal.com/32611.html

Part Three: Fools Rush In
LJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.livejournal.com/107793.html
IJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.insanejournal.com/33912.html

And now Part Four:

Title: While He Was Sleeping
Length: 100 words
Pairing: Snape/Draco
Rating: NC-17
A/N: Thanks to Eey for the title. :-)

While he sleeps I question.

Why?

I need no Pensieve to replay the memory of my cock breaching those lips, my fingers gripping his hair to prevent him pulling away.

Somehow I missed that he never even tried to. That the sound he made after swallowing was not a sound of suffering.

I must face the fact that he wants me. But why? For the protection his wandless father no longer provides? The affection, seen as weakness, his mother can no longer show?

I tried to be good, he said...

I know not whether I will rebuke or reward him.
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Title: Fools Rush In
Length: 100 words
Pairing: Snape/Draco
Rating: NC-17
A/N: Little sequels keep popping up...

Part One: Potions Text
LJ: http://community.livejournal.com/snape100/886125.html
IJ: http://asylums.insanejournal.com/snape100/130797.html

Part Two: Punishment, Mr. Malfoy
LJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.livejournal.com/106339.html
IJ: http://ravenna-c-tan.insanejournal.com/32611.html


Part Three: Fools Rush In

For days Draco is meek, tiptoeing into the Great Hall and rarely seen otherwise. But when he is sent to my office for "correction," I am suspicious.

He barely closes the office door before he slumps to the floor, shaking and wan.

Oh, stupid boy. Tell me you did not...

I tear open his trousers and my hand finds his cock. Semen fountains instantly, an agonised cry ringing out. "I tried... to be good," he whispers. And then he is unconscious.

I had missed he'd dosed himself, too. Was it intentional? And which of us is the greater fool?
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Title: Punishment, Mr. Malfoy
Word Count: 100
Rating: NC-17
A/N: Sequel to Potions Text. For [livejournal.com profile] nessaxsnape who commented on the previous.

He raises his head, so hopeful, apprehensive. The fold of the sheet covers his genitals.

I whip it back. "Mr. Malfoy," I say, in my detention-giving voice, "Your family's greatest sin has ever been... presumption."

He pales, if that is even possible. "Please..."

"Your punishment will be harsh." I grasp his quivering cock and he gasps, hope flaring. "You release a lust potion then present yourself as the cure. Do not presume more." I let go his cock and do not touch it again.

In the end my cock is sated and limp. His is not. I dismiss him.

--
(And another sequel was spawned: Fools Rush In)
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Title: Halloween
Author: Ravenna C. Tan
Rating: R
Pairing: H/D

“You’re evil,” Harry said, as the door bell rang for the fourth time in ten minutes, setting off the remote controlled vibrator planted inside him. Why had he ever introduced Draco to Muggle technology? For that matter, why had he agreed to this? “Pure evil.”

“Halloween is a good time for that,” Draco replied, with a swish of his silver costume wand. “Don’t you agree?”

Harry did not answer—surely that was a rhetorical question—and he went to answer the door, his movements somewhat hampered by his costume. He picked up the bowl of candy, pulled open the front door, and then had to lean down so urchin dressed as a furry something could reach into the bowl. Woodchuck? Bear? He didn’t keep up with Muggle children’s television so couldn’t even make an educated guess.

Which made it all the funnier when the child, wide-eyed after a glance back at her mother who was standing at the bottom of the steps looking chilly, said, “What are you?”

He could hear Draco snickering in the background as he racked his brains for an explanation for all the leather and buckles suitable for a five year old (and her mother) to hear.

“I’m a shoe,” he finally said, and the child nodded solemnly and then scampered down the steps.

He closed the door and turned to find Draco sitting with his Glinda the Good Witch skirts gathered in his lap, beckoning him to kneel.

“Halloween,” he said, “is all about finding that alter ego inside, and having permission to let it out.” Draco looked down at him, biting his lip as Harry bent to his task. “I think I like this side of you.”

Harry couldn’t answer—his mouth was busy—but he found himself thinking and here I thought Halloween was all about eating sweets.
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Another 100 Quills prompt bites the dust. "If" precipitated a sequel to the Lucius/Draco story "Honor" I posted 2-3 weeks ago. If you are into Malfoycest, click here. (If you are not, close your eyes or go back and read "Chocolate" again... it's quite safe.)

Anyone know what happened to http://www.ljseek.com, the LiveJournal search engine? It seems to be just... blank.

Meanwhile, I found a drabble of mine today that had been "lost." I had posted it to [livejournal.com profile] hp100 back when I was an LJ n00b, and never cross-posted it here! I also had left it out of my master list. It's 100 words of NC-17 Snarry: http://community.livejournal.com/hp100/2375470.html

Speaking of being an LJ n00b, anyone who has friended me who wants to be friended back but whom I've missed, drop me a note? (Email's in my userinfo.) There are over 150 of you on the list right now, and I don't have a way to track who wants to just read my fic and who actually wants me to connect back. (And I know there's people I've been meaning to friend and keep forgetting to...)
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Title: Endymion
Author: Ravenna C. Tan
Word Count: Exactly 100
Rating: PG
A/N: Endymion appears in my Latin dictionary as "a beautiful young man, beloved by the moon."

"You're insane, Potter." Draco glared at the fluttering thing in Harry's hand.

"Come on, it'll be fun." Harry let the Snitch go and then plucked it out of the air.

Draco slipped the book he had been reading back onto the top shelf. "This is because I beat you last week, isn't it?"

Harry's voice softened. "It's a beautiful night. The Hunter's Moon." The Snitch fluttered away as he put both hands on Draco's shoulders. "I want to fly with you."

Draco pressed back against him, craning his neck until he met Harry's lips with his own. "Oh, we'll fly."
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Title: Damned
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ravenna_c_tan
Characters: Snape, Draco
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 100
Prompt: #131: Alphabet Redux, letter "d"
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine.
Written for the [livejournal.com profile] snape100 alphabet challenge. All sentences in the drabble must begin with D.


Damn you, damn you to hell, Severus swore silently as he felt his self-control slipping away. Down in his trousers, something else was becoming as rigid as his morals were soft, as the damnable boy's mouth did its work.

Deft fingers opened his robes, his fly, and then played in concert with that mouth, bringing him to the brink with sure movements.

Dazed, he opened eyes he had not realized he had closed, looked down at that now-kneeling form. Determined to keep silent this time, to utter not a word.

Damn him, out slipped one whisper as Severus came.

"Draco..!"
ravenna_c_tan: (feather)
Title: Of Age
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ravenna_c_tan
Characters: Snape, Draco
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: For Snape100 #128: "Draco Malfoy"
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine.
X-posted at [livejournal.com profile] snape100

--

The first time the boy had been twelve. Knowing the look in his eye all too well, Severus had driven him off with a harsh word.

The second time, the boy had been fifteen, and harder to dissuade. At least Parkinson had kept him sufficiently distracted for much of the year.

At seventeen he was no longer a boy, though he lacked the will to kill.

As they fled Hogwarts, Severus' mind was in retreat, and he lacked the will to rebuff an advance.

Anger, need, and vengefulness hardened him. Draco opened for him like a book.

Severus plunged in.
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A wee bit of prosody makes up my Draco100 drabble for this week, in response to prompt #42: "Lost":
http://community.livejournal.com/draco100/44983.html


And my Draco100 drabble for last week (on the prompt "Monk") also served as one of my 100 Quills prompts, "Forgiveness."
http://community.livejournal.com/100quills/19472.html


I have a new H/D short story, featuring Snape as well, around 4000-5000 words, almost ready to go--I figure I'll put it out Tuesday. Have a happy holiday everyone who has Monday off in the USA.
ravenna_c_tan: (Default)
Title: Worship Me
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ravenna_c_tan
Challenge: Draco 100 #37 "Gods"
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Pairing:H/D
A/NI'm posting this partly to pimp for the Draco100 community, which I suggest you check out. Cross-posted to [livejournal.com profile] draco100

--

He wonders at the words that come out of Potter's mouth in moments of passion.
"Don't say that," he snarls, snapping his partner out of his orgasmic haze.
"Say what?"
"You sound Muggle-born and you know I hate that." Draco loves him, in his way.
"From what?" Harry doesn't remember saying anything, but then when Draco affixes his mouth to Harry's bare nipple, he arches and says it again.
Draco pushes Potter away, ignoring the hurt look on his face.
"What's wrong?"
"Please, Potter, when will you learn, in the wizarding world there is no 'God'?" Other than me.

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