You know, Sharp used to run, jump and fly a lot with 40 pounds of glass in his coat) Yeah, one day he won't be able to run like that anymore 😞 I wish you all at least not to sit on bottles and eat more soups with nettle from cemetery 🌿🌿🌿 for your health of course 💀 take care
As I was walking down the corridor towards the library, I paused. Professor sharp had just turned the corner in front of me. Tilting my head, I followed him to his classroom.
“Aesop?” I said as I went in. He turned to look at me, eyebrows raised. My eyes were firmly fixed on the floor behind him.
“Why…” I took a step forward and knelt down. “Why do you have a kitten following you around?” Aesop sighed and looked down at his feet where the small black kitten was trying to climb over his boot.
“Eleazars protege gave it to me.” He said, his tone suggesting he wasn’t thrilled by the gift. “Said something about me needing a friend.” Aesop gave me a slight smirk. “I didn’t have it in me to tell them I already had one.” I rolled my eyes at him as I gently picked up the kitten. “It’s been following me around like a damn shadow ever since.”
“has anyone actually noticed?” I asked, laughing as the kitten squirmed slightly, apparently hell bent on trying to get back to Aesop.
“well clearly they did.” He sighed. “And you. Black may have almost noticed…” Aesop looked between me and the kitten in my hands.
“how did you get away from that?” I laughed. Aesop reached out and gently scratched the kittens chin.
“some students may try to tell you about a strange, maybe elaborate dance I was doing while talking to black…” Aesop trailed off, cheeks tinting pink. "But rest assured they would be wrong. Very very wrong."
“for godrics sake Aesop!” I laughed. Aesop blushed even further as he started to pull his hand back from the kitten. The kitten started to whine in protest and Aesop moved closer to continue stroking it. “Don’t tell me you’re already attached to the thing!” Not meeting my eyes, Aesop gently took the kitten from me and deposited it in his coat pocket.
“now where would you get an idea like that?” He grunted. I laughed as he pointedly turned away from me to write on the chalkboard. I moved to lean against it, keeping an eye on his face.
“maybe the fact that you tried oh so very hard to keep black from noticing the poor thing.” I teased. “Or the fact that you have it riding around in your fucking pocket at this very moment!” Aesop paused and looked down just as the dark fuzzy head of the kitten popped up.
"I suppose you're right." He chuckled, looking back up at me. "I can't keep it in my classroom though. It's going to get trampled." I nodded.
"Well first thing is we need to name it." I said, reaching into Aesop's pocket and pulling out the kitten. "I think Shadow is the perfect name for this little guy." The kitten mewled in agreement and I looked at Aesop.
"I think so too." He agreed, reaching out to scratch it behind the ears.
"Second, I'll take Shadow to my room. You can come visit after classes are done for the day." I said, starting towards the door.
"Wait! Don't you have classes as well today?" Aesop called after me. I shook my head.
"They got cancelled!" I called back. "Weather is too bad and there isn't a classroom for me to take. So I have the day off!" I waved to him as I left the room. "Enjoy teaching Professor Sharp!" I laughed as I heard him grumbling behind me.
Aesop's overenthusiasm in indulging in some wild impromptu lovemaking with his sweetheart leads to a rather unexpected sitution.
chapter specific tags: 18+!, explicit, established relationship, attempts at humour
relationships: aesop sharp x reader
a/n: I like to think this one is quite unhinged, as I wanted to go out with something of a bang 😁
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29. Reparo (1k)
tw: explicit, vaginal sex, age difference (reader is an adult)
Nestled among various books and scrolls, partly hidden away by collapsed shelves, lay a couple in a rather obvious state of undress, both of them laughing uncontrollably.
In all honesty, Aesop Sharp should have picked a more suitable vertical surface to pin his young lover against, however, one sometimes simply cannot steer their passion. And in a sudden surge of desire brought to him by her seductive words, coupled with the enticing movement of her hips as well as his overall hunger which seemed to be merely lurking below the surface since the first time he was allowed to take her, he truly found himself unable to think clearly, the blood normally coursing through his brain gathering entirely elsewhere.
And so, in an ill-advised move, after ridding one another of all the not only unnecessary, but at that moment completely unwanted articles of clothing, the young woman’s warm back was pressed against the coolness of the bookcase, and their bodies surrendered to their most carnal, unbridled desires. However, what their wild coupling lacked in choosing of a good surface, it made up for completely in passion and pleasure, the scraping and thudding noises the bookcase made as Aesop’s sweetheart was mercilessly pounded into against it were music to the professor’s ears as much as her own moans of gratification.
That is, until a different noise entirely cut through their heated moment. A very nasty sounding crack. And suddenly, all hell broke loose. His lover squeaked and tightened her arms around him as she felt the bookcase give way and begin collapsing behind her. Aesop, however, was not fast enough in getting his balance as the girl’s entire weight was suddenly shifted onto him. And so, they tumbled down in a tangle of limbs, the potions master only just so managing to shift them enough so neither of them hurt themselves on their way down, his hand securely on the back of her head for good measure.
He used his own body to shield her then, as the blasted piece of furniture pretty much broke apart and fell all around them, books hitting his back painfully on their way down, soon being spread around their panicked bodies and some even covering them, along with the wooden shelves. After a few seconds, it would seem the Great Fall of the Study Bookcase was over, and Aesop didn’t waste a single second in asking: “Merlin’s fluttery hole! Are you alright?” along with checking his young lover for any potential injury.
There was complete and utter silence for several seconds, broken only by their heavy breathing, but then…
Then the young woman began laughing, loudly and openly. A few moments later, during which the complete absurdity of the situation finally hit the professor, he gladly joined her in her laughter. His face buried in her neck, his guffaws reverberating over her skin, her hands twisting gently in his hair.
“Oh, Merlin’s saggy left bollock,” she squeaked, giggles still wracking through her mostly bare body. “I’m so sorry,” Aesop replied, his laughter still strong, and he lifted himself on one hand to observe the damage. His sweetheart didn’t seem to be hurt, thankfully, and there were tears of laughter running down her rosy cheeks. The bookcase was left in a state of complete ruin, and one of the collapsed shelves was digging into his arse rather uncomfortably.
This was bloody ridiculous.
“I’m sorry, fuck… This is a first for me,” he said sheepishly, not making an effort to move just yet. “Another thing you can add into your autobiography,” the girl giggled again, taking in deep breaths, prompting a curious look from him. Her eyes closed and hrt grin widened: “Aesop Sharp; Former Auror, Potions master of Hogwarts, part-time bookcase destroyer!”
Aesop rolled his eyes, and lowered his head to rest at the crook of her neck again. “Such things can happen in the throes of passion,” he defended himself lamely, shrugging his shoulders the tiniest little bit. He could feel yet another giggle bubble in her chest: “True enough. However, seeing as our throes of passion caused me to now have an edge of a book somewhere an edge of a book definitely should not be, I think we better go enjoy the throes of passion somewhere else, ideally on something that won’t collapse on us.”
He chuckled, but moved to get up, the books and shelves that covered his back and bum falling down from him in the process. His prick wilted slightly in the chaos that ensued, but despite everything, it was quite obvious he was still very much interested in continuing what they began. “My sweet,” he offered his hand to his lover, and she took it with a roll of her eyes.
With a quick wave of his wand and a ‘Reparo’ uttered from his lips, the bookcase began repairing itself, and soon stood as it did before some idiot decided to fuck his girlfriend against it. Books floated back into their previous position soon after, and the only proof that anything had happened in the study at all outside of just that - studying - were the two of them, partly naked, slightly sweaty, hair tangled and bodies still warm and thrumming gently.
“So… want to try the kitchen counter next? I’m almost positive that one will be fine,” Aesop offered with a cheeky grin, prompting the young woman to smack his shoulder lightly. “I think I’m actually quite happy to finish in our bed tonight. However, if you want to experiment up on the counter, be my guest. I’ll be in the bedroom when you’re done,” she replied teasingly. Aesop mock frowned, before swiftly grabbing her waist and throwing the poor girl over his shoulder.
“Bed is an excellent idea, dear,” he said happily as he hauled her, giggling and squealing, out of his study.
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a/n: And that's it folks! Sharpuary concluded. Thank you everyone who read and enjoyed these little snippets of mine, as well as the silly scribbles. It was very fun to participate, as well as reading and looking at what all the other Sharpies produced. I already have some more art and I'm in the middle of writing a new fic, so I'll hopefully soon have more Sharp content to share, and hopefully next year, we'll do this rodeo again 😁
I couldn't resist to draw him taking a bath in a river. Quick sketch of Aesop Sharp, the way I see him without his shell of clothes. Burns, scratches, bites. We love him just as he is. You can order a print, DM me.
Bet you didn't expect smut today with this prompt?! Anyway, this is what Aesop Sharp got up to the evening before his accident...
TW - Full blown smutfest
You had never enjoyed the burning sensation of Fire Whiskey until you drank it straight from his lips. It wasn’t just your throat that burned as you drank him down, but your entire being was set on fire with a burning desire for him.
Who was this mysterious man who had captured your heart within hours of meeting him? And what was it about him that made you agree to head back to the inn with him?
You pulled away from him breathlessly, admiring the smirk that presented itself on his youthful face. Your hands were entangled in his hair, whereas his were quickly travelling down to your rear.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” you confess to him as he nibbles at your neck in the cosy bedroom.
“Mmm-hmm,” he mumbles into your neck.
“I’ve never slept with someone on the first date before,” you continue. “Not that we were even on a date so that almost makes it worse.”
The tall man grabs your hips to lift you onto the desk whilst continuously leaving marks along your fragile skin.
“You promise this isn’t a one-night stand?” You ask nervously.
“Promise,” he mumbles once again before meeting your lips in a passionate kiss.
You break away for breath and he begins nibbling your ear lobe. “This is all just so new to me. I mean… I don’t know anything about you,” you continue. “Who are you?”
The tall man pulls away from you with mild frustration. “Do you ever stop talking?” He chuckles. “Like I said, I’m Aesop Sharp. I live up North on my own. I’m a pure blood and the youngest in my family. I’m an Auror and have been for a few years. I’m here in Scarborough on business, and tomorrow I’ll be working at the harbour with my partner. That good enough?”
You chuckle at his desperation to move things along. “That’ll do just fine.”
He embraces you in another passionate kiss as he begins to unbutton your blouse and peel it off your skin. In one smooth motion, he removes your bra too and dips his head to take your nipple into his warm mouth. Nipple play has never been your thing but you close your eyes to focus on the sensation of his rough tongue caressing your sensitive skin.
You admittedly lose yourself in his movements and let a small moan escape your mouth.
“That’s it,” he groans. “Relax into it.” Aesop starts removing your trousers, never moving from your sensitive breasts. He throws them aside and gently teases your core by stroking his fingers over your dripping underwear. He lets out a sinister chuckle as he pulls away to admire you in all your glory. “Good girl.”
You lean in to kiss him but he is already on his knees, removing your underwear with his teeth, forcing a loud moan out of you as he thrusts his head between your thighs. He licks the length of your core, drinking up your juices as if his thirst could never be quenched.
You scooch closer to the edge of the desk allowing his tongue entry inside of you. His firm movements force animalistic moans out of you as you rock back and forth into him making the rickety wooden desk creak aggressively beneath you. He slowly introduces a finger as he bites the inside of your thigh.
“Owch!” You yelp, but Aesop didn’t stop. He began thrusting two digits into your moistened centre, whilst circling your most sensitive area with his tongue. His fingers caressed your insides in a ‘come-hither’ motion, quickly pulling you dangerously close to your climax.
“How many times have you done this before?” You ask him breathlessly. “You’re far from a beginner.”
Aesop stops to look up at you with your essence dripping down his stubbled face. “Is that really important right now?”
“I don’t know, I’m just making conversation,” you reply awkwardly as you feel your climax falter.
Aesop scoffs at you with a wide smile on his face. He briskly stands and wipes your juices from his face. “Come on,” he begins. “Let’s put that pretty mouth of yours to better use.”
He starts unbuttoning his shirt as you slide off the desk and lower to your knees in front of him. You undo his trousers and pull them to his ankles admiring his strong muscular legs as your fingertips stroke along them. With a quick tug you also remove his underwear and admire his semi-hardened member that stands before you.
“Wow, you’re large,” you admit in admiration.
Aesop steps out of his underwear, standing proudly before you, completely naked. “Shh,” he teases you, taking a step closer.
You grasp his shaft firmly, giving it a few soft tugs, much to his enjoyment. As he grows harder you begin to stroke your tongue lightly against his tip forcing soft moans from his lips. Your mouth continues to tease him as you take only a small amount of his length in your mouth.
His large hands make their way to the back of your head as he gently encourages it down onto his now throbbing cock.
“Come on, I know your mouth is bigger than that,” he jests. “Open up.”
Like the good girl he knew you were, you follow his instructions, opening your mouth wider for him to slide in further. Fuelled by his carnal desire, he grabs your hair into a fist and directs your head movements as he begins to face fuck you aggressively.
A thick sweat appears on his brow as his movements quicken. A mixture of saliva and precum collects at the corners of your mouth and begins dripping down your chin as he loses himself in the aggressive skull fuck. Tears roll down your face and you can’t help but enjoy the pure desire in his eyes.
“Up.” He demands as he pulls out of your mouth.
You do as he says, trying to wipe the mess from your face to remain presentable for him. He takes hold of your hips, picking you up and pressing you against the wall as he meets you in another passionate kiss.
“I’m going to fuck you absolutely senseless,” He whispers in your ear. “Is that ok?”
You stare deep into his dark brown eyes, wrapping your legs tighter around his torso. Unable to produce any words, you just nod.
Aesop guides himself into your slick pussy, letting a guttural moan escape him as his tip enters you. He pushes your back flush against the cold wall as he slowly submerges himself. He starts slowly, making you groan loudly for more of him, then soon enough picks up his pace filling the room with the sounds of your skin slapping together.
You travel between pulling at his hair and digging your nails into the soft skin around his shoulders, as you scream for him to destroy you. You desperately could not get enough of this man.
You’re not sure exactly what happened next but the tall Auror shifts slightly and begins hitting that sweet spot inside you, making you practically drip in pleasure for him. He grabs your hips tightly, pulling you up and down on his cock as he grunts loudly at you.
“Aesop, I’m so close,” You cry out.
“Me too,” He groans, thrusting harder into you.
As your climax takes over your entire body, you scream into his neck, letting the man dominate all of your senses. Your core tightens around him in pleasure, pulling him to his sweet release.
You stay pinned against the wall for a bliss moment as the two of you catch your breath. You hang onto the man for dear life, exhausted from the aggressive but intimate moment you just shared together.
He gently grabs your chin, pulling your face up to meet his in a much softer kiss. You feel his body shiver as he slowly pulls out of you and places you back down onto the ground. Again, he kisses you unimaginably soft, holding both of his hands to your cheeks.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers.
A rose hue creeps over your face. “I meant what I said when I told you I don’t do one night stands,” you remind him nervously.
“And I promised you it wasn’t a one night stand. If there’s one thing you should know about me, it’s that I never break my promises,” he replied, stroking your cheek with his thumb. He could still feel your trepidation. “I’m working at the harbour tomorrow but it’s a simple open and shut case so why don’t you meet me at the pub again in the evening? I’ll take you out for dinner and we can get to know each other better.”
“That sounds nice,” you say with a smile. “I’ll show you some of my favourite places in Scarborough too.”
“A bit of sightseeing?” he chuckles. “That sounds perfect.” Aesop leans in and kisses you once more. “Now, go get cleaned up and join me in bed.”
It broke your heart when Aesop never turned up and broke that promise. If only you knew why.
