Sev's Summer Fling Ch. 6
Chapter 6 - Cut The Act
He stopped short when he found her standing before him, looking sheepish. He smiled wolfishly and gestured for her to come in. Before she could say anything he pulled her into another embrace, feeling remorseful that he'd put on his robes before she'd had a chance to knock.
He was surprised how willingly she returned his kiss. There was no one here in the dungeons to overhear them this time. As soon as he released her, she smirked at him and pointed this out.
"I've waited a long time to get you where no one would overhear," he replied quietly. This time he was gratified as a most satisfying blush crept over her features. She would have looked away if he hadn't taken her face in his hands and kissed her again.
If she noticed that he was leading her toward his bed, she didn't show it, the smooth movement of her tongue with his never paused. She did open her eyes in surprise when he laid her back gently, but closed them again quickly. He wondered for a moment if she was surprised to find herself in his bed, or if she was only surprised at his gentleness.
With a few whispered words he banished their robes, then he whispered again, as she, at least, was wearing something under hers. She didn't protest, and finally he felt secure that she wasn't going to make this into another argument. She ran her hands over his chest, her eyes never leaving his lips. For once they were neither smirking nor smiling, but neutral as he concentrated all his attention on deciding where he ought to put them first.
He apparently took a moment too long to make up his mind, as she wrapped a leg around his and landed him firmly on his back. Even a practiced liar like Severus couldn't keep the surprise out of his eyes. He was soon smiling, however, as her lips traveled down his neck and past his collarbone. There was no mistaking her intent. How long had it been since anyone had offered that?
He let his mind wander, expecting the pointless, teasing kisses he remembered from his school days. A moment later a moan was wrenched from him as she took him in her mouth without warning. He mastered himself quickly and fell silent. He had NEVER cried out for a woman, and he wasn't going to start now. Resisting the urge to vocalize pleasure had given him the discipline to withstand the Cruciatus Curse in silence.
Still, he couldn't help but respond to her attention, and his hips thrust upward of their own accord. He was met next with the frightening sensation of her teeth biting delicately. A very Slytherin way to express her displeasure. He lowered himself back to the bed and forced himself to hold still. When she felt him harden still further, she stopped abruptly and smirked at the look of frustration on his face.
He hoped desperately that she would climb over him, but he knew better. The first time, you always EXCHANGE favors. He let her lay beside him a moment before he turned to kiss her. It was her turn to be surprised. He decided that her approach had been the best he'd experienced, so when his lips had traveled passed her navel, he ran his tongue soundly over the place he thought would affect her most.
He noticed with pleasure that her hands immediately grasped the sheets beside her as she gasped. Only small whimpers escaped her as he teased her, and when her hips first began to move, he stopped as abruptly as she had. He positioned his body over her, smirking again.
"Turnabout?" she whispered, breathless.
"You don't have nearly as long to wait," he replied, lowering himself into her as he spoke. He took his time. It was obvious from her level of competence that she was no virgin, but if she'd waited as long as he had -
He was surprised at how forcefully she moved her hips to meet his every thrust. His experience told him that girls didn't like to do the work. He had to admit that the added friction was more than welcome.
He'd barely begun when he felt her tense. He tried to concentrate on kissing her neck without breaking their rhythm, though he couldn't help it when she raised her head and whispered, "harder," in his ear. Hadn't all those Slytherin girls in school told him he'd been too rough?
He did as she asked, though not entirely of his own accord, as she'd wrapped her legs around his and was pulling him into her. She cried out as her body tensed further, and he tried to separate himself from his own enjoyment to watch her face. Had he always thought her so beautiful?
Her movement ceased with her cries and her eyes fluttered open. He knew he wasn't far behind. She put a hand up to his cheek and pulled him into a kiss. Once, he would have found that distracting, but tonight it only heightened his pleasure. When he pulled away she stared into his eyes.
"Show me that you like it," she whispered seriously. Even before he felt it begin he knew he would. For this woman, he would scream.
She was watching him when he awoke, a coy smile gracing her features. He felt a wave of heat, knowing that she'd stayed. He'd been afraid she would be gone in the morning. In years passed, he knew he would have been. "Does this mean you won't chase me out of the dungeons anymore?" she asked teasingly, her hand fiddling with his hair.
He smiled at her and took her hand. "That depends. Are you only going to visit me when Dumbledore wants something?"
She laughed. "I'm not going to run his errands anymore. If I can tame YOU, I'm sure I can handle an eccentric Headmaster."
"As long as he doesn't fall in love with you, too," Severus replied seriously. As soon as the words left his lips he regretted them. Any trace of a smile was wiped from her face. "I'm sorry. That was premature," he said quickly. It didn't stop her from leaving his bed, however.
"I should go," she said. He watched her throw on her robes, an unreadable expression on her face. She didn't even look for the rest of her clothes, choosing instead to rush to the door.
As soon as the door closed Severus swore loudly, inventively, and for a long time. Then he stormed into the bathroom, hoping to wash away his mistake in the hottest water the castle had to offer.
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