Shade (A Severus Snape Fanfiction)

|chapter twelve|

MATURE CONTENT

Severus didn't return home for quite some time. Dumbledore had offered to keep me company, but I had politely declined. I needed some time alone to process everything anyways.

Dumbledore had implied that I was in love with Severus. I hadn't really thought about it before then. Sure, I had harbored a crush on him since I was his student years ago, but we hadn't really even interacted until a week ago. Granted, we had moved pretty quickly in that week, but I didn't feel like we truly knew each other well enough to be in love.

In infactuation with each other, yes. In lust, most definitely. In love? I didn't think so. But I had no doubt that I could love him in time. I had never felt a fraction of the feelings I had for Severus for anyone else. I had a rather impressive list of sexual experiences, but I had never been in love with them.

Could someone be in love without knowing that they were? Maybe. I finished off my second glass of whiskey, groaning as I dropped my forehead onto the wooden table below me. Why did feelings have to be so complicated?

The sound of the front door opening pulled me away from my thoughts. I jumped to my feet, grabbing my wand off the table just in case. Severus came into view, and I released a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. His face held a look of determination as he quickly advanced toward me.

"Severus-," I began, but he crashed his lips against mine, effectively shutting me up. His hands were everywhere, seeming to run over every inch of my body he could reach from his current position as his tongue dominated mine. I put up no resistance as he began pulling my clothes off my body.

He peppered rough kisses down my neck and now bare chest, eliciting a satisfied whimper from me. He kissed down my stomach as he fumbled with the button of my jeans and slid them down my legs, leaving them pooled at my feet. I quickly stepped out of them and kicked them to the side, and let out a surprised yelp when he grabbed my waist and spun me around. He bent me over the table, and I looked back watching as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, stroking it as he looked at me with hooded eyes. I squirmed, squeezing my thighs together at the magnificent sight behind me. Finally, the stepped forward and spread my legs apart with his knee before lining himself up at my entrance.

"I want to be angry with you, but all I can think about is bending you over this table and fucking you until you can't walk," he growled, making me ridiculously wetter.

"Then.. fucking do it already," I gasped. Without another word, he slammed into me in one swift motion, not even giving me time to adjust to his size this time, but I didn't care. I cried out in pleasure as the head of his cock brushed over just the right spot inside of me. He shifted slightly so he could hit it better as he drove into me with quick, precise thrusts. I was a mess, moaning and screaming and begging so loudly that I could barely hear his moans and grunts.

"S- Severus," I called out as my walls quivered around him, close to coming undone around him.

"Say. That. Again," he ordered as he drove into me.

"Severus," I moaned, spurring him on.

"That's.. ah.. right. Who can fuck you this good?" He rasped, not slowing his pace for even a second. His dirty words were beginning to push me over the edge.

"You- Severus.. Just you," I cried out, so close to my orgasm that my legs were beginning to shake.

"Say you're- fuck- mine," he ordered, almost desperately. His thrusts were becoming sloppy and his grip on my waist was becoming almost painfully tight, only seeming to make what was happening even better. I knew he must be as close to his release as I was.