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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
37
Views:
2,644
Reviews:
99
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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14 - On Belonging
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Megan woke up later that morning and smiled, remembering immediately where she was and why there was someone in the bed next to her. Megan looked over at Severus as he slept with his long arm wrapped around her waist. She had no idea how he managed to look intense even as he slept - like he was merely lying there thinking with his eyes closed. It gave the impression that, like a cat, he could be awake and on his feet in a second.
Never in a million years would she have predicted the turn of events that had happened, and she thanked fate for happy surprises like this one.
She wiggled carefully out of his embrace and moved carefully over to the edge of the bed, trying not to disturb his rest. Standing up, she looked at him sleeping on his stomach and admired his build which was normally hidden under so many layers of clothing - he was long aean ean and pale. Her eyes traveled over his broad shoulders, well-defined back, thin waist and hips, and long muscular legs - all of them bore an alarming amount of scars. After seeing him undressed, she guessed that at least one reason for his high-collared shirts and robes was to cover the scars present even on his neck - one looked like a burn and the other appeared to be a knife mark. Last night she had deliberately tried to acquaint herself with every inch of him, trying to memorize the way he looked, the way he felt… everything.
Megan went into the bathroom and quietly closed the door behind her. Frowning at Severus’ selection of toiletries, she conjured her own from her quarters and began to freshen up for the day. After flossing, she started the shower and let the water run over her and soak her hair. The warm water streamed in rivulets over her face and down her body and felt very refreshing. She had just finished rinsing the conditioner out of her hair when she felt hands on her shoulders turning her around. Severus had come into the roomy shower with Megan, and kissed her hungrily.
“Mmmmm…,” said Megan, adoring his mouth, “you’d better stop that or we’ll miss the meeting this afternoon. If you get me started again, we’ll never get out of here.”
Severus turned her around again so she was facing the wall of the shower, and raised her arms up holding her wrists together, pinning them nst nst it. He put his mouth against her ear and said in a velvety whisper, “If you think I’m letting you go anywhere, you are terribly mistaken.”
She shivered at his words and felt like all of her nerve endings were electrified. He left his mouth near her ear and began kissing and licking his way down her neck and over to her shoulder. She felt his urgency pressing up against her, and as he continued his torturous kisses, she arched back against him, trying to reach him. He stepped back so she couldn’t have any contact with him except where his mouth and hands were.
Her assertiveness in their lovemaking last night had driven him wild, and it had awakened a part of him that he never would have guessed that Megan would have been able to. For as soft and sweet as she was in so many other ways, he had expected sex with her to be delightful, but he hadn’t counted on finding such a relentless, unabashed, and wantonly passionate lover in her. She knew tricks that had made his toes curl, and she had not rested until she had owned him completely.
This awakened a dark lust within him that seemed to mingle surprisingly well with the newfound feelings of tenderness that he was also experiencing. With his past lovers and flings, he had cared nothing for them personally, and instead had only been interested atiaatiating his rather abundant sexual appetite. All of his frustrations, successes, and everything else were funneled intat oat one outlet and indulgence that he allowed himself, and feelings had never been a part of it.
Now that he had become attached to this woman, he found that it amplified his lust in a way that surprised even him. He wanted to consume her and be consumed by her, to lose himself and to find himself. Her assertiveness fueled his own, and he wanto rto ravish her, to devastate her, and to rebuild her in their ecstasy. The urgency that brought them togethest nst night was not sated by their encounters throughout the rest of the night, but rather seemed to have a life cycle of its own - like a phoenix, building up flames so strong that they were consumed, and then when they “died their little deaths” and rested, the new spark came out of the remnants of the passion before it and grew into its own consuming force.
“What, are you planning on keeping me here?” she asked in a throaty voice, already feeling the heat rising again as her body responded to his.
“You’lllucklucky if I let you leave to return to teaching your classes. And as for this afternoon, we have been excused and are not expected at the meeting. Enough talk, now - my mouth has more pressing business.”
He resumed kissing along her shoulder and back across to her spine. He held her hands against the wall with one of his hands, and his other hand made circles on her belly, moving out to her sides, and just below her breasts but not touching them. He made teasing circles around her breasts, and she pushed them forward, straining for him to touch them. Her nipples were hard from anticipation and from the unbelievably erotic feelings he was stirring up by deliberately avoiding her erogenous zones.
Severus turned her roughly around and pushed her back up against the wall. Just watching nakenaked body with the water streaming over it was enough to tease him out of his mind, but on top of that, she was moving her hips and torso, grinding against the air in her frustration - wound up from his attentions so far, and desperate for his touch in the places he was teasing.
Her hands still over her head, he muttered, “Leave them there.”
He continued to explore her with both hands, and she left her hands where he told her to. He ran his hands under her breasts, down her waist, and rested them on her hips. He kneaded her bottom and pulled the cheeks apart, and slid his hands down to the tops of her thighs. He reached around them from behind, so his hands were resting right below her center. He pulled her legs apart and massaged the inside of her thighs. His rigid erection was pulsing toward her, and drops were starting to show at the tip. Megan was now pleadingly sighing in frustration, and pushing herself down toward his hands, trying to move them just a little higher...
Continuing to massage her legs and still avoiding the spots she wanted him to relieve, he kissed her deepl the the mouth, then kissed the outside of her breast, dragging his tongue along a path that took him closer to the middle but not quite, and then to the other side doing the same thing. Suddenly, he took a nipple into his mouth and teased it, and at the same time, his fingers found their mark below in her folds. She gasped, and her fingers splayed out on the wall, her nails scratching at the stone surface. He knelt down in front of her and parted her legs farther. He put two fingers into her and curved them out toward her belly so they would hit the sensitive mark inside her walls, and he put his face to her and sucked on her nub as he moved his fingers in and out of her. She cried out and ground against him, her orgasm rushing over her.
“Mmmm…,” he said against her - and it brought her crashing over the edge again.
Megan was blown away - she had never had anything like that happen before. Was it that their chemistry together just set her off like that? Or could hearing that sexy velvet voice actually…
She didn’t have much time to think about it because he was firmly turning her around once more to face the wall. With one hand on her tummy, he pushed quickly into her from behind and thrust into her with deep strokes. She couldn’t believe that she loved how rough he was being. His lips were against her ear, and they were whispering a torrent of devilish promises of all the things he was going to do to her. Her head started to spin in the whirlwind of sensations - it was like he was everywhere on her.
One hand was pulling gently at her nipples, the other was making applied circles on her clit, and that, combined with his words and his increased pace and urgency of moving into her, she felt another climax building up. It built slowly, getting closer and closer, as she held it off trying to let it build as much as it could, and then when it hit she held her breath and it came over her. Her eyes and mouth wide, she gave a strangled cry of release as the spasms wracked her body. It was only because Severus was holding her up that her shaky knees still held her steady. He thrust rapidly and powerfully into her, finding his own release and shuddering as he came into her, gasping her name.
She slowly turned around again, meeting his eyes, and wrapped her arms around his neck. He laid his cheek against hers and ran his hands gently over her body. In the silence and peace that followed the intensity, she smiled as she felt him drifting through her thoughts. She loved that he could find her truest expressions there. She tried his mind too, and found waves of contentment greet her. His face was usually without much expression after nearly a lifetime of training himself to show nothing, but in his eyes and in his thoughts, she could see straight into his heart.
They stirred after a moment and began to shower for real this time.
“What’s all of this?” asked Severus, looking at the assortment of things that Megan had conjured, and picking up a bottle to examine it.
“It’s my shower stuff - grapefruit shampoo, honey-thyme soap ‘cause I figured you wouldn’t want the rose soap, a milk and oatmeal scrub, …”
He raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do you just wash with it, or is it your breakfast as well?”
She threw a sponge at him.
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When they got dressed, they ate ther her in her quarters. Severus looked at Megan’s selection and shook his head, “How can you eat that for breakfast?”
“This? I like it,” she said, crunching into a slice of pizza. “Besides, it’s hardly breakfast time anymore.”
He smiled and continued with his own more traditional morning fare, sneaking a piece of sausage to Ernie when Megan wasn’t looking. “That is true. Somehow the normal breakfast hour slipped my attention this morning.”
“So what did you meanlierlier when you said that we are excused from the meeting today?” she asked. “I thought that we were supposed to update the Order and let them know that everything went alright after Durmstrang.”
“Apparently Dumbledore knows alr, an, and he is speaking about it on our behalf.”
“What?” she said, dropping her pizza.
“We got an owl right before I joined you in the shower. It was from Dumbledore and was addressed to both of us.” He raised an eyebrow and smirked at her reddening cheeks. “Don’t tell me that you’re getting shy *now,* love. To think that I used to regard you as such a reserved and proper young lady…”
“I don’t hear you complaining now that you have seen otherwise,” she laughed. “It’s just that - man! I don’t really like to think of Dumbledore thinking of me as doing… that sort of thing… He does have a way of knowing everything that’s going on though, doesn’t he?”
She dropped off her chair and crawled under the table over to him. “Well, as long as the cat’s out of the bag anyway,” she said, running her hands up from his knees to his crotch, “I might as well make it worth it then…”
“Tell me why we even bothered getting dressed again,” Severus muttered, closing his eyes as she freed his erection and took it into her mouth…
Some time later, Megan fell asleep in his arms on the rug in front of her fireplace. He gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek, and softly said, “Accio blanket.” He was grateful that it was close enough for him to call it like that without having to get up for his wand. He covered them both with the soft blanket, and they slept until dinnertime.
When they woke up, they both agreed that they ought to make an appearance in the great hall or else draw more attention and gossip than they were already bound to get.
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A/N - Thanks for all of your great reviews! Best wishes to all of you.
Megan woke up later that morning and smiled, remembering immediately where she was and why there was someone in the bed next to her. Megan looked over at Severus as he slept with his long arm wrapped around her waist. She had no idea how he managed to look intense even as he slept - like he was merely lying there thinking with his eyes closed. It gave the impression that, like a cat, he could be awake and on his feet in a second.
Never in a million years would she have predicted the turn of events that had happened, and she thanked fate for happy surprises like this one.
She wiggled carefully out of his embrace and moved carefully over to the edge of the bed, trying not to disturb his rest. Standing up, she looked at him sleeping on his stomach and admired his build which was normally hidden under so many layers of clothing - he was long aean ean and pale. Her eyes traveled over his broad shoulders, well-defined back, thin waist and hips, and long muscular legs - all of them bore an alarming amount of scars. After seeing him undressed, she guessed that at least one reason for his high-collared shirts and robes was to cover the scars present even on his neck - one looked like a burn and the other appeared to be a knife mark. Last night she had deliberately tried to acquaint herself with every inch of him, trying to memorize the way he looked, the way he felt… everything.
Megan went into the bathroom and quietly closed the door behind her. Frowning at Severus’ selection of toiletries, she conjured her own from her quarters and began to freshen up for the day. After flossing, she started the shower and let the water run over her and soak her hair. The warm water streamed in rivulets over her face and down her body and felt very refreshing. She had just finished rinsing the conditioner out of her hair when she felt hands on her shoulders turning her around. Severus had come into the roomy shower with Megan, and kissed her hungrily.
“Mmmmm…,” said Megan, adoring his mouth, “you’d better stop that or we’ll miss the meeting this afternoon. If you get me started again, we’ll never get out of here.”
Severus turned her around again so she was facing the wall of the shower, and raised her arms up holding her wrists together, pinning them nst nst it. He put his mouth against her ear and said in a velvety whisper, “If you think I’m letting you go anywhere, you are terribly mistaken.”
She shivered at his words and felt like all of her nerve endings were electrified. He left his mouth near her ear and began kissing and licking his way down her neck and over to her shoulder. She felt his urgency pressing up against her, and as he continued his torturous kisses, she arched back against him, trying to reach him. He stepped back so she couldn’t have any contact with him except where his mouth and hands were.
Her assertiveness in their lovemaking last night had driven him wild, and it had awakened a part of him that he never would have guessed that Megan would have been able to. For as soft and sweet as she was in so many other ways, he had expected sex with her to be delightful, but he hadn’t counted on finding such a relentless, unabashed, and wantonly passionate lover in her. She knew tricks that had made his toes curl, and she had not rested until she had owned him completely.
This awakened a dark lust within him that seemed to mingle surprisingly well with the newfound feelings of tenderness that he was also experiencing. With his past lovers and flings, he had cared nothing for them personally, and instead had only been interested atiaatiating his rather abundant sexual appetite. All of his frustrations, successes, and everything else were funneled intat oat one outlet and indulgence that he allowed himself, and feelings had never been a part of it.
Now that he had become attached to this woman, he found that it amplified his lust in a way that surprised even him. He wanted to consume her and be consumed by her, to lose himself and to find himself. Her assertiveness fueled his own, and he wanto rto ravish her, to devastate her, and to rebuild her in their ecstasy. The urgency that brought them togethest nst night was not sated by their encounters throughout the rest of the night, but rather seemed to have a life cycle of its own - like a phoenix, building up flames so strong that they were consumed, and then when they “died their little deaths” and rested, the new spark came out of the remnants of the passion before it and grew into its own consuming force.
“What, are you planning on keeping me here?” she asked in a throaty voice, already feeling the heat rising again as her body responded to his.
“You’lllucklucky if I let you leave to return to teaching your classes. And as for this afternoon, we have been excused and are not expected at the meeting. Enough talk, now - my mouth has more pressing business.”
He resumed kissing along her shoulder and back across to her spine. He held her hands against the wall with one of his hands, and his other hand made circles on her belly, moving out to her sides, and just below her breasts but not touching them. He made teasing circles around her breasts, and she pushed them forward, straining for him to touch them. Her nipples were hard from anticipation and from the unbelievably erotic feelings he was stirring up by deliberately avoiding her erogenous zones.
Severus turned her roughly around and pushed her back up against the wall. Just watching nakenaked body with the water streaming over it was enough to tease him out of his mind, but on top of that, she was moving her hips and torso, grinding against the air in her frustration - wound up from his attentions so far, and desperate for his touch in the places he was teasing.
Her hands still over her head, he muttered, “Leave them there.”
He continued to explore her with both hands, and she left her hands where he told her to. He ran his hands under her breasts, down her waist, and rested them on her hips. He kneaded her bottom and pulled the cheeks apart, and slid his hands down to the tops of her thighs. He reached around them from behind, so his hands were resting right below her center. He pulled her legs apart and massaged the inside of her thighs. His rigid erection was pulsing toward her, and drops were starting to show at the tip. Megan was now pleadingly sighing in frustration, and pushing herself down toward his hands, trying to move them just a little higher...
Continuing to massage her legs and still avoiding the spots she wanted him to relieve, he kissed her deepl the the mouth, then kissed the outside of her breast, dragging his tongue along a path that took him closer to the middle but not quite, and then to the other side doing the same thing. Suddenly, he took a nipple into his mouth and teased it, and at the same time, his fingers found their mark below in her folds. She gasped, and her fingers splayed out on the wall, her nails scratching at the stone surface. He knelt down in front of her and parted her legs farther. He put two fingers into her and curved them out toward her belly so they would hit the sensitive mark inside her walls, and he put his face to her and sucked on her nub as he moved his fingers in and out of her. She cried out and ground against him, her orgasm rushing over her.
“Mmmm…,” he said against her - and it brought her crashing over the edge again.
Megan was blown away - she had never had anything like that happen before. Was it that their chemistry together just set her off like that? Or could hearing that sexy velvet voice actually…
She didn’t have much time to think about it because he was firmly turning her around once more to face the wall. With one hand on her tummy, he pushed quickly into her from behind and thrust into her with deep strokes. She couldn’t believe that she loved how rough he was being. His lips were against her ear, and they were whispering a torrent of devilish promises of all the things he was going to do to her. Her head started to spin in the whirlwind of sensations - it was like he was everywhere on her.
One hand was pulling gently at her nipples, the other was making applied circles on her clit, and that, combined with his words and his increased pace and urgency of moving into her, she felt another climax building up. It built slowly, getting closer and closer, as she held it off trying to let it build as much as it could, and then when it hit she held her breath and it came over her. Her eyes and mouth wide, she gave a strangled cry of release as the spasms wracked her body. It was only because Severus was holding her up that her shaky knees still held her steady. He thrust rapidly and powerfully into her, finding his own release and shuddering as he came into her, gasping her name.
She slowly turned around again, meeting his eyes, and wrapped her arms around his neck. He laid his cheek against hers and ran his hands gently over her body. In the silence and peace that followed the intensity, she smiled as she felt him drifting through her thoughts. She loved that he could find her truest expressions there. She tried his mind too, and found waves of contentment greet her. His face was usually without much expression after nearly a lifetime of training himself to show nothing, but in his eyes and in his thoughts, she could see straight into his heart.
They stirred after a moment and began to shower for real this time.
“What’s all of this?” asked Severus, looking at the assortment of things that Megan had conjured, and picking up a bottle to examine it.
“It’s my shower stuff - grapefruit shampoo, honey-thyme soap ‘cause I figured you wouldn’t want the rose soap, a milk and oatmeal scrub, …”
He raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do you just wash with it, or is it your breakfast as well?”
She threw a sponge at him.
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When they got dressed, they ate ther her in her quarters. Severus looked at Megan’s selection and shook his head, “How can you eat that for breakfast?”
“This? I like it,” she said, crunching into a slice of pizza. “Besides, it’s hardly breakfast time anymore.”
He smiled and continued with his own more traditional morning fare, sneaking a piece of sausage to Ernie when Megan wasn’t looking. “That is true. Somehow the normal breakfast hour slipped my attention this morning.”
“So what did you meanlierlier when you said that we are excused from the meeting today?” she asked. “I thought that we were supposed to update the Order and let them know that everything went alright after Durmstrang.”
“Apparently Dumbledore knows alr, an, and he is speaking about it on our behalf.”
“What?” she said, dropping her pizza.
“We got an owl right before I joined you in the shower. It was from Dumbledore and was addressed to both of us.” He raised an eyebrow and smirked at her reddening cheeks. “Don’t tell me that you’re getting shy *now,* love. To think that I used to regard you as such a reserved and proper young lady…”
“I don’t hear you complaining now that you have seen otherwise,” she laughed. “It’s just that - man! I don’t really like to think of Dumbledore thinking of me as doing… that sort of thing… He does have a way of knowing everything that’s going on though, doesn’t he?”
She dropped off her chair and crawled under the table over to him. “Well, as long as the cat’s out of the bag anyway,” she said, running her hands up from his knees to his crotch, “I might as well make it worth it then…”
“Tell me why we even bothered getting dressed again,” Severus muttered, closing his eyes as she freed his erection and took it into her mouth…
Some time later, Megan fell asleep in his arms on the rug in front of her fireplace. He gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek, and softly said, “Accio blanket.” He was grateful that it was close enough for him to call it like that without having to get up for his wand. He covered them both with the soft blanket, and they slept until dinnertime.
When they woke up, they both agreed that they ought to make an appearance in the great hall or else draw more attention and gossip than they were already bound to get.
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A/N - Thanks for all of your great reviews! Best wishes to all of you.