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This is a Snack ficlet I wrote as an art prompt for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dahtwitchi. The resulting art went through a couple of conceptual leaps and doesn't depict this scene at all; see it here. (rated G/WS) Snape's on a horse!
Title: A Binding Agreement
Pairing: Severus/Sirius
Rating: PG
Words: 276
Warnings/Contains: Very mild bondage.
A/N: This can follow on Flogging It but begins in media res (no transition from that to this).
...To Sirius's surprise, Severus drew a length of thick black cord out of the pouch and proffered it to him. Sirius just stood there blinking for a few seconds.
"Come on, Black, are you and your camera doing this or not?" Severus said, shaking the cord at him. If Sirius wasn't mistaken, there was a slight note of nerves in Severus's voice, but he didn't point it out.
Sirius took the cord from Severus and ran it through his hands. It felt soft, like well-worn cotton or even raw silk. Glancing up, he saw Severus holding his arms out to him, crossed at the wrist. His dark eyes were glaring, but his thin mouth was smirking - so maybe it wasn't a glare so much as just that fiery gaze Sirius had so recently become intimately familiar with.
Slowly, he began winding the cord about Severus's slender wrists. He was no expert in the art of knot-tying, but the contrast of the black on Severus's pale skin would make a few simple coils and a square knot quite attractive enough, Sirius thought.
He stood close in front of Severus as he did this, their bodies inches apart, their faces beside one another rather than looking each other in the eyes. With the ear that was near Severus's nose, he could hear the man's breathing quicken as he tightened the knot. A shiver went up Sirius's spine, and he felt his body instinctually tense and arch towards Severus. He restrained himself, keeping their hands the only point of contact between them, but the heat and the magnetism between them was palpable. He could feel Severus's hands trembling...
dahtwitchi. The resulting art went through a couple of conceptual leaps and doesn't depict this scene at all; see it here. (rated G/WS) Snape's on a horse!Title: A Binding Agreement
Pairing: Severus/Sirius
Rating: PG
Words: 276
Warnings/Contains: Very mild bondage.
A/N: This can follow on Flogging It but begins in media res (no transition from that to this).
...To Sirius's surprise, Severus drew a length of thick black cord out of the pouch and proffered it to him. Sirius just stood there blinking for a few seconds.
"Come on, Black, are you and your camera doing this or not?" Severus said, shaking the cord at him. If Sirius wasn't mistaken, there was a slight note of nerves in Severus's voice, but he didn't point it out.
Sirius took the cord from Severus and ran it through his hands. It felt soft, like well-worn cotton or even raw silk. Glancing up, he saw Severus holding his arms out to him, crossed at the wrist. His dark eyes were glaring, but his thin mouth was smirking - so maybe it wasn't a glare so much as just that fiery gaze Sirius had so recently become intimately familiar with.
Slowly, he began winding the cord about Severus's slender wrists. He was no expert in the art of knot-tying, but the contrast of the black on Severus's pale skin would make a few simple coils and a square knot quite attractive enough, Sirius thought.
He stood close in front of Severus as he did this, their bodies inches apart, their faces beside one another rather than looking each other in the eyes. With the ear that was near Severus's nose, he could hear the man's breathing quicken as he tightened the knot. A shiver went up Sirius's spine, and he felt his body instinctually tense and arch towards Severus. He restrained himself, keeping their hands the only point of contact between them, but the heat and the magnetism between them was palpable. He could feel Severus's hands trembling...