Unforgivable (A Severus Snape Love Story)

Chapter 23

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A COMBINATION OF FLUFF AND SMUT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!
(Its also poorly written so I'm sorry!)

Severus broke away from our kiss and gave me bedroom eyes. I raised one eyebrow before shoving him as hard as I could. He stumbled back and fell onto the bed. Am I good or what?

I crawled on top of him and straddled him as I kissed him and undid the buttons of his black shirt. Well, I say "undid." What I meant was "practically tore his shirt off in an attempt to fuck him." He tried to roll us, but I refused to let him.

"My turn, Snape," I growled, yanking his belt off and undoing his zipper. Hard already? Well then.

He grabbed my wrists and sat up, attempting to get my clothes off. I assisted, and soon both of us had discarded our clothing, and I was teasing him.

"Posey," he moaned as my hand moved up and down his shaft. "Don't tease me like that?"

I giggled and brought him to my entrance before lowering myself onto him. I winced, but kept pushing until he was fully inside me.

I gasped as he started bouncing me. I grabbed his shoulders and tried to hang on. I didn't want to fall off the bed!

Soon my walls tightened and I was pushed over the edge. I held him tight and moaned into his shoulder, and I felt his warm release inside me.

He pulled himself out of me and I rolled off of him so I could snuggle into his side.

The best part about a fight with the man you love is the make-up sex. Maybe we should fight more often?

In the morning, I didn't want to get up. I needed to, but who wanted to?

Severus and I spent the day in his quarters. He insisted that we walk around naked, but I shot down the idea after I tripped and fell on the way to the living room.

He was sitting on the couch after I showered, so I went up behind him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

"Watcha doin'?" I asked him, kissing his cheek.

"Nothing," he replied. He reached up and stroked my cheek with the back if his hand. "Please, Posey. Don't kill yourself."

"Sev, there are some things you have to accept. One of them is that I'm going to die either by my own hand, or by the hand of Voldemort after he tortures me and makes you watch. I'd rather die more peacefully than that and become a Hogwarts ghost so I can still be here and see you all the time."

"Stop making it sound so rational!" he whined. I rolled over the back of the couch and snuggled up to him again.
"I love you," I whispered as I began to fall asleep.

"I love you more," he replied, kissing the top of my head and pulling my sleeping form into his lap.

Sorry this is so short guys! I'll do better next time!

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