Another Dark Star

Chapter 44 – Auror Training year


Sadira and Tonks were sat in Sadie’s flat after a gruelling day of training enjoying a nice relaxing cup of tea with a nice wedge of cake. Sadira’s aunt Molly had sent the cake because she was worried that her niece wasn’t looking after herself on her own in the big city.

Suddenly, an owl rapped on the window with a parcel. When she opened the window, she discovered the bird had a large bouquet of flowers in its talons.

“They’re gorgeous Sadie. That boyfriend of yours has good taste.” Tonks gushed.

“Well, he has a lot of apologising to do.” Sadie explained.

Tonks looked at her curiously but didn’t press for further details. She had learnt by now that if Sadie wanted to explain, she would without being asked; and if she didn’t want to, no amount of questioning would make her budge. There was a note attached to the flowers.

‘Dearest Sadira,
I admit my behaviour last weekend was unacceptable and uncalled for and I am prepared to apologise. Please let me make it up to you by taking you away this bank holiday weekend. It will be good for us to have some time together alone, away from the stresses of work and prying eyes.
Don’t ask where; I intend on keeping this a surprise!
All my love,
S.’


Sadie smiled to herself.

“A good apology then?” Tonks asked.

“Not yet. He’s going to do that in person. He’s taking me away for the Bank Holiday weekend.” She smiled.

“Ooh, where?” Tonks asked.

“I don’t know; it’s a surprise apparently.” She replied with a shrug.

“So, is it a romantic weekend or a dirty weekend?” Tonks asked with a cheeky grin.

“Both I hope.” Sadie smirked.

“Sadie! You are terrible.” Tonks gasped.

“Why of course; you wouldn’t have me any other way now, would you?” she replied with a saucy wink.

That weekend, Sadie sat anxiously in her living room on the arm of the wing chair, waiting for Severus to arrive. She was dressed to travel in a light grey shift dress with matching fitted jacket, flesh coloured fishnets and t-bar stilettos. Next to her was her weekend bag. Naturally it was bigger on the inside than it appeared. Unsure as to where he would be taking her, she had packed for every eventuality.

When he arrived, he was dressed in a smart Muggle suit of charcoal grey. She thought he looked absolutely gorgeous, especially as he was smiling broadly.

“I’m glad to see you’re ready to go.” He said amusedly.

“Of course, I know you hate being kept waiting. You look excited, where are we going?” she asked.

“Not till we get there.” He admonished. He stepped closer to her.

“First, however, I believe I owe you an apology. I should not have jumped to conclusions and I ought to have been more trusting of you. For that I am sorry. I have just been rather tense recently with all this monster business at the school.” He explained.

“Apology accepted Severus.” She replied, kissing him briefly. “By the way, how is everything at the school now?”

“The attacks appear to have ceased and the school is beginning to get back to normal. That is why I was able to spend a weekend away from the school. I cannot make the restorative draught until the Mandrakes are ready and Sinistra is keeping an eye on Slytherin House for me.” He said, carding his fingers through her silky dark curls.

“Shall we get going?” he asked suddenly.

“Yes, I’m all packed and Tonks is looking after Xerxes.” She replied.

He reached into his pocket and withdrew a black silk handkerchief. He unwrapped it to reveal an antique silver comb that would not have looked out of place on her grandmother’s dressing table.

“It’s an International Portkey.” He explained.

On his count, they touched the little comb and she felt an uncomfortable jerk around her navel and her flat went spinning out of sight. Her world continued to spin dizzily until she was deposited onto a dusty backstreet. Severus had more experience of portkey travel than she did and was ready to catch her as she stumbled.

She looked around curiously as he lead her wordlessly to a leafy avenue. She didn’t immediately recognise her surroundings but when she attempted to read the street signs she recognised the language; French!

“Oh my Gods! Severus, Paris? Are we in Paris?” she squealed excitedly.

He just smirked at her. He felt very pleased with himself, for he knew she had always wanted to visit this historic and romantic city. He didn’t have long to feel impressed with his own ingenuity before she leapt into his arms, kissing him passionately and dotting little kisses all over his face.

“Sadira, people are staring.” He complained.

“Let them look, I don’t care.” She dismissed, pulling him closer again and kissing him slowly and deeply.

This time he relaxed into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her body flush with his. Confident in their anonymity in this foreign city, he allowed himself to get lost in the sensation of her, softly exploring her mouth with his tongue.

This was the first time they had been able to express their love in public and it was a strange experience for them both. He broke the kiss much too soon for Sadira’s liking.

“I think it might be prudent to continue this in the privacy of our hotel.” He suggested. She heard the husky tone infecting his voice and smirked at the effect she had on him.

“I think that would be a very good idea.” She agreed.

Severus had booked them into a small but chic hotel. It looked rather expensive. ‘He must really want to make up with me’ she thought. When they got to their room, he took the wrapped-up comb from his pocket and laid it on the dressing table.

“For the return journey.” He explained. She had gone a little shy now they were alone again and he wondered what the matter was.

“Is there anywhere in particular you wished to visit first?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I haven’t really given it any thought yet.” She said. The trip had taken her completely by surprise. He came to stand by the bed where she sat.

“We don’t have to go anywhere just yet.” He said silkily.

He placed a finger under her chin, gently tilting her face up to meet his. He leaned down, kissing her softly at first, barely touching her. She ran her hands slowly up his arms to his shoulders, pulling him down to her as she leaned back onto the bed.

They both wriggled out of their jackets and shoes, never breaking their kiss. They were content to lie as they were, entwined in their loving embrace. They hadn’t been together for a long time and they were glad of the chance of some intimacy without any pressure.
Also Sadira had insisted that their relationship was about more than just sex. Still, their kisses became more passionate and their hands began exploring beneath their clothes, searching out soft, bare skin.

“Severus, I’ve missed you so much. How much longer do we have to keep this a secret?” she asked.

“I don’t know. Hopefully not long my love.” He replied, nuzzling her neck as he kissed her shoulder. He had managed to remove her dress and she lay there in her underwear, too stimulated to do much more than grope roughly at his clothes, trying fruitlessly to remove them.

He smirked at her ineffectiveness and moved further from her grasp, trailing kisses down the valley between her breasts and placing little kisses over her stomach. She wound his lank hair around her fingers, pulling him closer and revelling in his worshipping of her body.

He took pity on her and removed his shirt and trousers himself, laying next to her on the bed once more, tracing his fingertips lightly over her body and giving her Goosebumps. She smiled up at him and took his hand in hers, twining their fingers together.

“I love you Severus.” She sighed. He smiled and brought her hand to his lips, kissing each finger in turn.

“I love you too Sadira.” He replied.

She pulled off her tights and stretched comfortably on the bed facing him. She placed an arm lazily over Snape’s body, drawing closer to him and peppering his chest with soft little kisses. He began stroking down her back and bottom absently, down over the backs of her legs and up again.

She looked into his face and saw a wicked smirk draw across his lips. He wasn’t looking at her however. Instead he fixed his gaze slightly over her shoulder.

“What are you thinking?” she asked suspiciously.

She turned to look behind her back to see what had captured his attention but all she could see was the dressing table with its large mirror reflecting the image of them on the bed.

“I have an idea.” He whispered, soft and low. “Sit up.”

She did as she was asked, swinging her legs over so she was sat on the side of the bed, facing the mirror. He sat directly behind her.

“Look in the mirror.” He ordered.

He removed her bra from behind, slipping his arms around her lithe body to fondle her breasts. She leaned her head back in pleasure and he began kissing and nuzzling at her neck and shoulders.

“Keep your eyes on the mirror.” He ordered and she complied.

She stared into his endlessly black eyes, so full of lust, while his hands filled her with desire for him. He kept one hand on her breast as he snaked the other under her knickers to her damp curls, stroking her folds languorously while he pressed his warm body against hers.

By now her breath was coming in pants and she found it difficult to keep her eyes open and on the mirror but his gaze kept her transfixed, like a rodent hypnotised by a cobra. Her hands were gripping the sheets for balance but she soon began to wrap them behind her around his waist, pressing her hips back against him and sliding her buttocks tauntingly against his hardness through their underwear.

He stopped teasing her slit and removed her soaking knickers, spreading her lips wide with his fingers before plunging them into her.

“Keep watching Sadie; watch what I do to you.” He murmured into her ear.

His voice was so low, barely more than a growl, he was so aroused! She watched his fingers moving in and out of her and, while it felt good, she needed more. She tugged at the waistband of his boxers, hinting at what she wanted from him.

He dropped his underwear to the floor and sat back on the bed. With one hand on her breast and the other on her hip, he drew Sadira towards him, positioning his legs between hers and lifting her up onto his hard member. She gasped as he entered her.

“Watch Sadira.” He reminded her. “Watch as I fill you.”

She obeyed his command and watched in the mirror as his penis slowly entered her vagina, stretching ad filling her as it did. It was the most erotic thing she had ever seen. She found herself fascinated by the sight of their naked bodies entwined; fitting together as man and woman were designed to do. She watched every thrust as he impaled her over and over again.

“How beautiful you are when I give you pleasure.” He said.

She could hardly process what she was seeing and hearing because what she was feeling was so good. When he entered her from this position, his thrusts hit her in a whole new angle and with his hands on her breasts and his lips on her neck it was almost too much. She knew she wouldn’t be able to last long.

She held onto his hips with one hand for balance and with the other she reached down between his legs, encouraging him to part them and spread her legs even further. She brought her hand teasingly slowly up his inner thigh to cup his balls and immediately his strokes became more urgent. She gently massaged his sac, running a finger over her clit while she did so. She gripped his cock at the base and began moving her hand in rhythm with his strokes, soaking her hand with her wetness.

She looked him straight in the eye with a roguish smile as she brought her hand to her lips and licked her finger. He groaned at the sight of her tasting her own juices and captured her hand, bringing it to his own mouth to suck the delicious taste of her from her hand. She turned her head to face him and was rewarded with a mind-blowing kiss. He was so turned on by their new game that she was sure he wasn’t going to last long either.

“Severus, fuck me.” She moaned, looking directly into his eyes and expressing her need.

He dropped his head to her chest and sucked hard on her nipple, gripping her hips as he pounded her from behind. She continued to play with her clit and his balls until he was rewarded with the sight of her in the mirror as her orgasm exploded within her. She threw her head back against his chest as she arched against him in her ecstasy. The sight of her orgasmic fluid seeping from her onto his balls was enough to make him come, shooting his semen into her hard, watching it pour out of her onto their thighs.


He fell back onto the bed, pulling her with him and turning onto their sides, his body spooned around her.

“Thank you for letting me try that.” He whispered as he began to doze exhaustedly.

“Well, I do like to experiment Love. You’ll soon see.” She replied with a sly smile.

Had he been able to see the look on her face, and had he not been completely shagged, he would have been more suspicious but in his satisfied sleepiness he drifted off unawares.