Love For Too Many

Chapter 7

Dinner went smoothly with lots of comfortable small talk. Severus never was good at small talk but he liked listening to your voice especially when it was something you were fond of. After dinner Snape headed to your shared office and you headed to your room to pack up everything before the maintenance came in to rearrange the whole lay out.

When you were done packing you met Severus in the office with your suitcase in hand and a sly grin across your face. You could tell he was nervous, even more nervous than you. He escorted you to his living quarters which was only one corridor down from your own.

He unlocked his room with efficiency and entered beckoning you to follow him. His living room truly was cozy. He flicked his wand and a fire emblazoned causing a warm glow to cover the room. He sighed taking off his large robe and hanging it on a hook near the door. Your eyes followed him as he headed into the adjoining kitchen before he was no longer in your view.

Taking a deep breath you reached down and unstrapped your shoes before carefully sliding off your heels. You set your bag down and headed to the dark green couch in front of the warm fire. You glanced at the bookshelves and scanned the titles for anything familiar. A few potion books, some fictional, some historical, some you didn't recognize in the slightest.

Severus's footsteps approached and you looked up at him to see him holding two cups of tea. "Thirsty?" You nodded and he handed you the cup of dark mint oolong. One of your very favorites. The smell itself could soothe you. He sat down next to you and stared into the fire. Watching the flames dance and twirl as if it were a recital. But all you could do was look at the mysterious man that you once thought you knew.

"Severus, I would like to thank you again." His eyebrow raised but he didn't turn to look at you.

"For?" He spoke softly but with intent.

"For helping me so much recently. I, I don't know what I would be doing if I didn't have your help." The truth seeped from you and you sipped your tea to stop any emotions from brewing. Finally he turned his head to look at you. Confusion laced his glance but he didn't speak. Instead he rested his hand on your knee and sipped his tea. It was comforting in a way to have such a simple touch. A form of appreciation for your words without having to voice it.

When the tea had run dry from your cups and had been set on the dark wood coffee table in front of you, you had finally worked up the courage to ask for a tour. But instead of asking you were going to toy with him. He was heavily distracted which made it easy to break down the barrier and enter his mind.

Merlin is she beautiful. Images of your intertwined hands from earlier spun through his head. You smiled.

Thanks for the compliment, but I think a house tour is in order first. He physically jumped at the sound of your voice in his head. He tried to push you out but his distraction gave you time to latch yourself in.

Get out of my head Y/n. His inner thoughts growled.

Hmmm, I don't think I will. Maybe if your nice and give me a tour I will. You snickered at his fiery glare piercing your eyes. He stood from the couch and offered you a hand to stand up.

You can be rather irritating Y/n.

That's not what I heard a minute ago Severus. You took his hand and pulled yourself from the comfy couch allowing him to lead you through the apartment like house. You poked and prodded at sensitive areas of his thoughts being cautious not to see anything unwanted. It was more a seductive play. Like nibbling sensitive areas on ones neck. You found it thrilling and hilarious as his face contorted at the new feelings.

He first brought you to his kitchen and dining room that seemed twice the size of your own, but it was truly just better decorated with light fixtures and appliances. Then he brought you down a hallway similar to the one in your own quarters. The first door on the left showing his study with books and vials, cauldrons and papers all lying everywhere but still organized.

The bathroom was on the right and was a bright white color which did not match the theme of the house but the curtain for the tub and the rug were both black. You noticed how big the tub was and how Severus's mind was trying so very hard not to go down into the gutter.

Finally his bedroom. Severus was obviously uncomfortable but pushed on anyways. He opened the door to show a king sized bed with dark wood posts and a dark green comforter. He had a multitude of black pillow-case covered pillows which you did not expect. You thought two pillows max would suit him. Apparently not.

A bathroom door was next to the large dresser which opened up to a similar looking bathroom to the one in the hall but larger and with a bathtub-shower combination. Severus's thoughts were no longer controlled. You shuddered at the intense feelings he wanted to give you as he played with you in that shower. His face had become crimson red knowing you were reading his every thought.

Heat spread between your legs as his visions became your own and his need to kiss you and prod you became so very evident. He was a protective, jealous man with more kinks than you thought there were.

Your thoughts becoming to much combined with his you dropped out of his mind reinforcing your own barriers to make sure he couldn't get into your own mind. There were too many things about your past with Dane that you weren't ready to tell anyone especially him.

A sigh escaped his lips knowing you could no longer read his every thought and dream. He too had things he could never tell you. Things that his own parents had done to him, things the dark lord did to him, and things he did to other people. His eyes scanned your own searching for an emotion to go off of.

You begged your body to not give in and to protect itself from feeling too much at once. But the thoughts of his lips on yours warmed your heart even after all these years of torture and abuse. You stepped forward placing a hand on his chest, feeling his skipping heart. You started to lean in and stopped momentarily waiting for permission.

He didn't know how this was happening or what it was going to turn into but he leaned down to meet your small figure. Your lips forged together softly, testing the waters to make sure you were both in agreement. It sent calmness and peace through your whole body making you happy even though you were still confused.

Severus had never felt these kinds of butterflies before. They weren't of warning or of nervousness. They were of happiness and peacefulness. Your body heat warmed each other even if the kissed only lasted for a minute. You both pulled away and looked into the other's eyes. Passion and pure joy radiated from him. But calmness and confliction battled in yours.