Subtle Sciences and Exact Arts: A Severus Snape Kinkuary Collection

That's My Good Girl

Summary:

Narcissa summons Severus to give her exactly what she needs

Notes:

Kink: Praise
Pairing: Severus Snape/Narcissa Malfoy

*I want to dedicate this to the amazing callisnape. Hope you enjoy, my friend!

"Beautiful."

That was all he said when he had entered the dimly-lit bedroom where he often stayed. His deep, baritone purr cut through the silence like a hot knife through butter. A shiver ran down her spine when she felt the breeze he left in his wake, no doubt by that heavy cloak of his. She wanted to turn to look at him– to see the expression on his face as he judged her. She had tried so hard to learn all of his rules, all of his needs and desires– to master them... for him. To please him.

Narcissa Black Malfoy was a beautiful witch. One with power, influence, and above all, intelligence. But being a pure-blood, married into a pure-blood family left her wanting. She had never been praised for anything. All of her actions and responses were simply expected, never rewarded. She supposed that's why she craved Severus' touch so much.

Of course, Lucius was well aware of what went on in their marital bed. After all, Lucius had joined them quite a few times. But on some nights, Narcissa preferred to be left alone with the younger wizard, knowing full well this was the only way she'd get her needs met. He had his own room within their manor... it seemed more convenient for him to stay with them after meetings, especially if he needed healing. Narcissa knew his own house was neglected and barely standing– she didn't want him to return there after traumatic evenings to be left all alone.

Severus would never allow himself the vulnerability to care for her the way she desired in front of his closest friend. On the nights Lucius joined them, Severus was more interested in dominance, impact play, rough sex... not this–this passion that he reserved only for her.

"Although you look radiant on your knees, witch... I should think you'd look even better lying down in my bed." He reached out a hand, helping her to stand. He kissed the back of her hand, lightly, before turning it over. He kissed her palm... her wrist...

Naracissa moaned. When he chose to make love, he did it with such passion that she thought her heart would explode. When he chose to fuck ... well, she was soaking wet just thinking of it. She wondered what he had in store for tonight.

He had laid her down on his silken sheets – the material, Narcissa had chosen on her own, for if she left it to him, the sheets would be scratchy and unwelcoming. She spread her legs so he could lie between them, kissing up her inner thigh as he made his way to her core.

"Look at you," he growled. "Spread wide open for me... you're already dripping wet. Gods... so perfect." He punctuated his approval with peppered kisses, running his tongue along the crease of her hip. She moaned, bucking in desperation to get him to move his head to the spot she needed most.

"So eager tonight, aren't you, witch? Lie still.... I want to look at your amazing body. I can't stop looking at you squirming beneath me... so wanton... so precious."

He lowered his head, finally giving her the attention he body demanded. Her back arched off the bed, giving Severus room to slide his arms under her hips, pulling her core tightly against his face. His tongue caressed her clitoris, chuckling when she couldn't resist fisting his hair.

She keened loudly, unable to decide if she should pull him away or press him deeper. She decided on the latter, evidently as he soon found himself unable to breathe. He tapped her thighs gently, smirking as she blushed with embarrassment.

He looked up from between her thighs, licking her juices off his lips as his eyes burned into her with such longing. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back as he slid a finger inside her, moving her hips to match his movements.

"You take my fingers so well, princess. It's like your cunt was made for me, we fit perfectly." His voice was a bit husky, the desire to take her was so great that he almost didn't think he could wait.

But he knew he must. Knew he needed to give her an orgasm first. He always did, after all.

He crawled up her body, fingers still inside her, stroking all her sensitive spots as he sealed his lips around one of her pebbled nipples. She again grabbed for his head, holding him there as he suckled from her, each tug sent an electric surge down her body, a squeezing sensation in her womb as her body craved more.

"Severus," she gasped. His fingers were relentless in their thrusts, her body being scooted up the mattress at times from his vigor. His teeth nipped at the sensitive flesh of her breasts, licking the sting away before moving over to the neglected side. His tongue traveled back and forth, hot breath trailed behind as Narcissa felt herself tumble over the ledge, again, holding his head to her breast as her hips bucked frantically.

"Yes, witch. Take your pleasure," he was able to gasp from around her breasts. Narcissa shivered as she came down, suddenly feeling extremely selfish. She could feel how hard he was— his cock pressed against her inner thighs as he continued to nuzzle her neck. Her hand slithered between their bodies then, grabbing ahold of his length and stroking.

Severus hissed, thrusting his hips forward so that her hand enclosed even more of him. " Mmm, " he groaned, "just like that, witch... feels so good..."

He had started sucking on her neck as her motions spread up. "I'm going to mark you... leave love bites all over your body so everyone will know who had you tonight. Would you like that?"

She answered with a tight squeeze that made him see stars. "Gods," he panted, "you always seem to know just what I need. It's because you're my good girl, isn't it? You listen so well... you take me so well."

He had moved his hips slightly, allowing himself to align his cock with her sex and plunge forward. Both parties cried out in relief.

"Good, my sweet witch. That's so good. " Severus groaned, flipping them over so she was now on top. "I love watching your tits bounce while you ride my cock. Yes... like that, Cissa. Just like that."

He had dug his heels into the mattress, hands leaving bruises on her hips as he thrust inside her. "Oh, fuck. Yes . Yes, that's good. Now, faster!" He commanded. Narcissa placed both hands on his chest, focusing on slamming her hips down over his cock every time he surged forward. He felt like he had never been deeper inside her before, like they were merged on more than just a physical level. He reluctantly moved one hand from her waist, moving to thumb her clit.

"Lean back, Cissa. Let me watch myself disappear inside your cunt. Yes... you're such a perfect witch... you listen so well. Oh, gods, witch. Take it for me... I know you can."

Their moans and grunts echoed through the room as Severus drove them both closer to climax.

Unable to resist any longer, Narcissa ceased reclining, leaning over his chest to grab the headboard and drive her core over his cock as hard as she could.

Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony as they claimed one another in a passionate kiss when their pleasure crescendoed to a sticky release.

They lay there panting for several minutes before Narcissa spoke. "You always know just what I need, Severus."

His hand stilled, no longer caressing her back as he had mindlessly been doing. He turned to her, smiling before kissing her on the cheek.

"And you're such a good girl for letting me give it to you."