Indecent Transactions
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,585
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
No Turning Back
**(If you have questions or are confused as to motives, as always, I\'m happy to answer your questions!)
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Severus opened the door quietly, careful unless she had gone to sleep, but knowing that she wouldn\'t be asleep, wouldn\'t leave herself that defenseless here and now.
She was standing at the window and not turning to him or even moving. A thought occurred to him: He had practically run away from her after they kissed, locking her alone in the room. Of course, at the time he had simply decided in his mind that, before he thought of Brin and himself, he would need to figure out what exactly Lucius was playing at with her. Nevertheless, she might be feeling frustrated over his lack of communication.
\"Brin...\" he said in a voice slightly softer than usual. He paused for a moment, waiting to judge her mood by any verbal or physical response she might let slip. He got no response, so he continued, \"...it was not my intention to offend you earlier today.\" He was looking into her eyes even though they were focused on something out the window, still trying to elicit a response from her.
Just as he was becoming hesitant to speak again, she crossed the room to stand in front of him. He could feel her warmth inches from him and something that had been stirring in his stomach suddenly surged up, desire swelling in his chest. All of a sudden he it difficult to control his own thoughts, images such as him tearing at her clothing right then and there, or even Lucius walking in on them together, flashing through his mind. She looked up at him curiously, and he was certain she could see it in his eyes.
Beyond any doubt, Brin could tell that something was the matter, and she did something that almost made Severus jump. She stroked his arm and spoke these very welcomed words - \"You look tense Severus, everything alright?\"
Severus was speechless with her gentleness. \"No,\" he was unused to the warmly pleasant feeling of being so honest with his emotions, \"It has merely been a long day.\"
\"You are cold,\" she smiled, her warm bare hand still stroking his cool arm. He was cold, she thought to herself, in more ways than one. \"Come and sit with me by the fire, if you would like.\"
\"I\'d like that.\" he replied unhurriedly. Taking her hand in his, he led her towards the other side of the room. They remained silent while they moved. Severus looked at their hands together- her nails were perfectly shaped and the fire\'s light glowed onto her white skin, making it look as though she were almost translucent.
\"Lovely night isn\'t it?\" she asked, taking her hand away from Severus\' - He felt as though his blood stopped circulating.
\"Indeed it is,\" he replied.
\"I want to ask you something - something very important.\" Brin looked serious now and Severus\' heart completely stopped. What was she going to ask?
He looked at her questioningly, but a fierce desire within him willed him to take her into his arms and resume where they left off. He knew exactly what he would do to her if she let him. He could see it in his mind... her naked skin against his - their tangled bodies in a violently pleasurable embrace... at that moment within her was the only place he truly wanted to be.
Moving closer to her, the animal within him took over. He was transformed from a rigid man into a hungry beast - He pushed her to the stone-cold wall. Like a shadow he blocked the fire\'s light from her face, thrusting his hands forward and blocking any way of escape she may have had. He molded his body into hers, pressing her against him. Blood was pounding in his ears as he buried his face into her neck. At the sound of an almost inaudible moan Severus looked up. Brin was looking into his eyes and something was there, something unreadable, was it pleasure?
His breathing quickened and he silenced anything she was about to say with his lips. Pressing even more so into her, he deepened the kiss; the passion was alight. He slowly inched one hand away from the wall and slid it down - past her dark locks and down her collarbone. He closed his eyes as he did so and began to shudder violently - her skin was so warm and soft that it drove him over the edge.
His hands slid to her hips. Don\'t let him stop this time, Brin begged silently to whatever Gods might be listening.
\"Are you sure?\" he broke the kiss long enough to look at her. Abruptly it hit him - he recognized the unreadable emotion he had noted earlier in her eyes, because he had seen it in his own reflection many times - It was indeed pleasure, the pleasure of waiting for some event she had planned, watching as her scheme took on tangible shape.
Yet what it was she had planned he could not read in her. She had probably meant to warn him about whatever it was, but he had cut her off twice now, giving into his more primitive cravings. He rested his forehead against hers for a long while as he caught his breath, looking down at her through eyes that were blacker than usual from the combined anger and desire. \"There will be no turning back,\" he said curtly.
She laughed lightly and crisply. \"No turning back,\" she confirmed simply, aping his tone. In the darkness he had covered her in, her eyes looked as black as his.
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Severus opened the door quietly, careful unless she had gone to sleep, but knowing that she wouldn\'t be asleep, wouldn\'t leave herself that defenseless here and now.
She was standing at the window and not turning to him or even moving. A thought occurred to him: He had practically run away from her after they kissed, locking her alone in the room. Of course, at the time he had simply decided in his mind that, before he thought of Brin and himself, he would need to figure out what exactly Lucius was playing at with her. Nevertheless, she might be feeling frustrated over his lack of communication.
\"Brin...\" he said in a voice slightly softer than usual. He paused for a moment, waiting to judge her mood by any verbal or physical response she might let slip. He got no response, so he continued, \"...it was not my intention to offend you earlier today.\" He was looking into her eyes even though they were focused on something out the window, still trying to elicit a response from her.
Just as he was becoming hesitant to speak again, she crossed the room to stand in front of him. He could feel her warmth inches from him and something that had been stirring in his stomach suddenly surged up, desire swelling in his chest. All of a sudden he it difficult to control his own thoughts, images such as him tearing at her clothing right then and there, or even Lucius walking in on them together, flashing through his mind. She looked up at him curiously, and he was certain she could see it in his eyes.
Beyond any doubt, Brin could tell that something was the matter, and she did something that almost made Severus jump. She stroked his arm and spoke these very welcomed words - \"You look tense Severus, everything alright?\"
Severus was speechless with her gentleness. \"No,\" he was unused to the warmly pleasant feeling of being so honest with his emotions, \"It has merely been a long day.\"
\"You are cold,\" she smiled, her warm bare hand still stroking his cool arm. He was cold, she thought to herself, in more ways than one. \"Come and sit with me by the fire, if you would like.\"
\"I\'d like that.\" he replied unhurriedly. Taking her hand in his, he led her towards the other side of the room. They remained silent while they moved. Severus looked at their hands together- her nails were perfectly shaped and the fire\'s light glowed onto her white skin, making it look as though she were almost translucent.
\"Lovely night isn\'t it?\" she asked, taking her hand away from Severus\' - He felt as though his blood stopped circulating.
\"Indeed it is,\" he replied.
\"I want to ask you something - something very important.\" Brin looked serious now and Severus\' heart completely stopped. What was she going to ask?
He looked at her questioningly, but a fierce desire within him willed him to take her into his arms and resume where they left off. He knew exactly what he would do to her if she let him. He could see it in his mind... her naked skin against his - their tangled bodies in a violently pleasurable embrace... at that moment within her was the only place he truly wanted to be.
Moving closer to her, the animal within him took over. He was transformed from a rigid man into a hungry beast - He pushed her to the stone-cold wall. Like a shadow he blocked the fire\'s light from her face, thrusting his hands forward and blocking any way of escape she may have had. He molded his body into hers, pressing her against him. Blood was pounding in his ears as he buried his face into her neck. At the sound of an almost inaudible moan Severus looked up. Brin was looking into his eyes and something was there, something unreadable, was it pleasure?
His breathing quickened and he silenced anything she was about to say with his lips. Pressing even more so into her, he deepened the kiss; the passion was alight. He slowly inched one hand away from the wall and slid it down - past her dark locks and down her collarbone. He closed his eyes as he did so and began to shudder violently - her skin was so warm and soft that it drove him over the edge.
His hands slid to her hips. Don\'t let him stop this time, Brin begged silently to whatever Gods might be listening.
\"Are you sure?\" he broke the kiss long enough to look at her. Abruptly it hit him - he recognized the unreadable emotion he had noted earlier in her eyes, because he had seen it in his own reflection many times - It was indeed pleasure, the pleasure of waiting for some event she had planned, watching as her scheme took on tangible shape.
Yet what it was she had planned he could not read in her. She had probably meant to warn him about whatever it was, but he had cut her off twice now, giving into his more primitive cravings. He rested his forehead against hers for a long while as he caught his breath, looking down at her through eyes that were blacker than usual from the combined anger and desire. \"There will be no turning back,\" he said curtly.
She laughed lightly and crisply. \"No turning back,\" she confirmed simply, aping his tone. In the darkness he had covered her in, her eyes looked as black as his.