Fate\'s Pawns
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,302
Reviews:
29
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Breaking Something
Author\'s Note: This is a mini-chapter.
Thanks to my betas Tiffany and Shem (Shem had a big hand in the revision - thanks a ton Shem!)
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She watched as he opened his eyes. She heard him ask her a question…
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In his mind, she was his already.
In his mind, she was naked before him, trembling under his fingertips... whimpering for him, his instrument for the playing.
…
He pushed her against the wall, his left hand moving over her hip, up to her breast, massaging it gently as he captured her with his kiss. His right hand meandered into her robes, grasping her back, pulling her closer. He left her breathless, unable to respond as he pulled away from her tongue and embarked upon a trail of kisses down her neck.
He suckled the spot where her neck met her collarbone and then blew every so lightly on the saliva left there. He bit her earlobe and then blew into her ear.
He felt her hands caress him, heard her moan his name. When had she started to call him Severus? He noticed her shiver as he blew in her ear.
His fingers glided over her skin, reaching the buttons on her shirt with swiftness, nimble and gentle, he unbuttoned the pearly round nubbins without her so much as noticing. He kept her mouth busy entertaining his tongue.
She was naked and begging for his touches -- running her fingernails down his back, the pain hidden by his pleasure, leaving red marks on his ghost white skin.
Somehow he was naked now too.
And then…
…
In a space between breaths he had taken her in his mind.
But only in his mind. He could not take her like this, like he imagined. Waves of emotion passed from his head then. Oh how he wished he had her naked before him, pressed against the wall… but it was only in his mind.
And he exhaled, opening his mouth ever so slightly, feeling the wetness of her tongue glide across the inside of his lips. Feeling the soft caress of her kisses on his face, knowing full well he had taken her in already.
He didn’t want to move, but he knew he had to put a stop to this. Severus Snape was a disciplined man. He may have a propensity for darkness and dangerous fun, but he was still a man of his principles.
He gripped her hand a little too harshly. He felt her stop moving, felt her eyes on his face.
Ever so slowly, he opened his eyes. He could feel the intensity between them, see the heat, the blur of passion; fire in their bodies, smoke in the air.
And once again he couldn’t hurt her.
“Hermione, would you like to…” He broke the stillness between them as he pulled away from her and clasped his hands behind his back. “Would you be interested in visiting my summer villa in four months when you have graduated?”
He looked into her eyes, trying to ease the pain of what he was saying.
“Perhaps we could discuss this further then.”
~~
Hermione was electrified by his voice as he said this to her. The way he asked her to ‘discuss’ it with him, made her body tremor.
She fidgeted, her hands visibly shaking and she stared at her fingernails.
She knew what he was asking of her. He wanted her – but not as a student. She knew she could handle that. He hadn’t rejected her; he had asked her to wait.
“That would be lovely Professor.” She could feel the blush returning to her face as she said this, but the tears were gone and now there was a smile. She felt so intimate with him then, as she smiled at him. There were stars in her eyes, and the world was beautiful. She wanted to touch him, to feel him upon her, but she was content with just knowing he was there for her. All she had to do was wait.
At last she left, giving him a shy smile as she stepped through the door.
~~
Severus felt like breaking something.
He thought their meeting would never end. Sometime after he had asked her to his estate, his dark mark started burning.
It beenbeen months since the Dark Lord had called him.
Thanks to my betas Tiffany and Shem (Shem had a big hand in the revision - thanks a ton Shem!)
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She watched as he opened his eyes. She heard him ask her a question…
~~
In his mind, she was his already.
In his mind, she was naked before him, trembling under his fingertips... whimpering for him, his instrument for the playing.
…
He pushed her against the wall, his left hand moving over her hip, up to her breast, massaging it gently as he captured her with his kiss. His right hand meandered into her robes, grasping her back, pulling her closer. He left her breathless, unable to respond as he pulled away from her tongue and embarked upon a trail of kisses down her neck.
He suckled the spot where her neck met her collarbone and then blew every so lightly on the saliva left there. He bit her earlobe and then blew into her ear.
He felt her hands caress him, heard her moan his name. When had she started to call him Severus? He noticed her shiver as he blew in her ear.
His fingers glided over her skin, reaching the buttons on her shirt with swiftness, nimble and gentle, he unbuttoned the pearly round nubbins without her so much as noticing. He kept her mouth busy entertaining his tongue.
She was naked and begging for his touches -- running her fingernails down his back, the pain hidden by his pleasure, leaving red marks on his ghost white skin.
Somehow he was naked now too.
And then…
…
In a space between breaths he had taken her in his mind.
But only in his mind. He could not take her like this, like he imagined. Waves of emotion passed from his head then. Oh how he wished he had her naked before him, pressed against the wall… but it was only in his mind.
And he exhaled, opening his mouth ever so slightly, feeling the wetness of her tongue glide across the inside of his lips. Feeling the soft caress of her kisses on his face, knowing full well he had taken her in already.
He didn’t want to move, but he knew he had to put a stop to this. Severus Snape was a disciplined man. He may have a propensity for darkness and dangerous fun, but he was still a man of his principles.
He gripped her hand a little too harshly. He felt her stop moving, felt her eyes on his face.
Ever so slowly, he opened his eyes. He could feel the intensity between them, see the heat, the blur of passion; fire in their bodies, smoke in the air.
And once again he couldn’t hurt her.
“Hermione, would you like to…” He broke the stillness between them as he pulled away from her and clasped his hands behind his back. “Would you be interested in visiting my summer villa in four months when you have graduated?”
He looked into her eyes, trying to ease the pain of what he was saying.
“Perhaps we could discuss this further then.”
~~
Hermione was electrified by his voice as he said this to her. The way he asked her to ‘discuss’ it with him, made her body tremor.
She fidgeted, her hands visibly shaking and she stared at her fingernails.
She knew what he was asking of her. He wanted her – but not as a student. She knew she could handle that. He hadn’t rejected her; he had asked her to wait.
“That would be lovely Professor.” She could feel the blush returning to her face as she said this, but the tears were gone and now there was a smile. She felt so intimate with him then, as she smiled at him. There were stars in her eyes, and the world was beautiful. She wanted to touch him, to feel him upon her, but she was content with just knowing he was there for her. All she had to do was wait.
At last she left, giving him a shy smile as she stepped through the door.
~~
Severus felt like breaking something.
He thought their meeting would never end. Sometime after he had asked her to his estate, his dark mark started burning.
It beenbeen months since the Dark Lord had called him.