We Kidnapped Severus Snape... What Now? ..Finished..

Unforeseen

Rock skipped downstairs, entering the kitchen. She nodded once in approval to see Jen eating something for once. Nothing like warm bread in the morning, especially after the day they all had yesterday. Then she skidded to a halt, glowering at Severus. He rolled his eyes. "Good Lord, woman, quit staring at me as if I murdered your pet owl," he muttered. Rock crossed her arms, raising her eyebrows challengingly. 

"What did I tell you yesterday?" she asked calmly. Jen moved back in her chair, recognizing that look on her friend's face. Either something bad was about to happen or something bad had already happened and if Jen had to guess, she'd say the former was true. Severus gave Rock a questioning stare. How the bloody hell was he supposed to know? A lot was said yesterday. "It's a house rule. You can't have a shirt on. Ever." 

Upon hearing this, Jen relaxed. No deaths this morning. Thank God. For a moment, both girls thought he was going to get annoyed, but instead, he smirked. "Oh, no doubt you'll get that accomplished within the next five minutes, my dear, but the real question is, are you brave enough to do the same?" 

"Well, I'm going to migrate away from here now," Jen announced brightly, standing up. "Once people start stripping, I tend to be in the other room." 

Rock snorted, smirking. "That's not what happened yesterday," she drawled. "Besides, I need your help. It seems that Sexy doesn't want to obey the house rules anymore. Come on, if I can do it, you can do it." Rock took off her shirt, crossing her arms, looking at Jen expectantly. With a martyred expression, she followed suit. "All right, your turn, Sexy." 

Batting her eyelashes sarcastically, Jen added, "Yes, come on, Severus. Don't make us be the only one's without shirts." To their disbelief, he shook his head, looking faintly amused by the turn of events. 

"I don't think so," he smirked. "I rather prefer the way things are now." Rock didn't seem to be too bothered by this news, but Jen's face flushed slightly. She couldn't believe she had just been tricked into doing that. Trying to look brave, she placed her hands on her hips, but her chest was fluttering as if she were two seconds away from hyperventilating. "Jennifer, are you all right?" 

Forcing a confident smile, she replied, "Me? Oh, sure. But I'm with Rock. Shirt gone now or I'll tear it off." Perhaps that was a little too confident. Neither of the other two looked convinced in the slightest. She caved. "All right, that was an empty threat," she confessed. 

Rock rolled her eyes. "Watch and learn, Jen," she ordered. "I'm about to work some magic and I don't mean the kind that comes from wands." Clinging to Severus, Rock crushed his mouth to hers, making sure he was properly distracted before literally tearing his shirt off his chest. Stepping backwards, grinning smugly, she declared, "That is how it's done." Jennifer clapped in wry amusement. 

"Bravo," she congratulated. Rock took a slight bow. 

"Now, Sexy, carry us off into the bedroom," Rock demanded.

Jen smothered a shout of laughter. That was completely ridiculous. Severus quirked an eyebrow dryly. "You are capable of walking," he replied. Jennifer burst out laughing, half out of nerves, half out of finding this situation funny. "Ladies first." 

Rock narrowed her eyes challengingly. "Age before beauty." But she walked out of the kitchen first anyway. Jen hastily followed suit, not wishing to be left alone. 

The two girls waited patiently for Severus to join them. He studied the both of them intently. Rock met his scrutiny levelly while Jen shifted slightly, biting her lip. "Jennifer," Severus addressed her. Her eyes widened fearfully. "Put your wrists together in front of you." Hesitantly, she complied. He took her own shirt from the kitchen and tied her hands together. 

"What-?"

"You seem to be much more comfortable submissive," he explained musingly. Most of the apprehension disappeared from her face. She nodded curtly. He had a point. 

Rock raised her eyebrows delicately. "Well, then, what do you suppose to do with me, Sexy?" she asked seductively. "I certainly hope you're not going to tie me up. After all, I work wonders with my hands." He smirked, shaking his head. 

"Of course not. I've something else in mind for you, Rock." 

She put on an interested face, leaning forward. "And what would that be, Severus?" she grinned mischievously. "Something like this?" Successfully capturing his lips again, Rock trailed her hands down his bare chest, unbuttoning his pants. The next thing he knew, Rock had managed to get him  just in his boxers. 

Breaking away from her sweet mouth, Severus replied, "No. That wasn't even close." He combed a hand through her blonde curls. Rock pouted as he pushed her onto the bed but the smug look returned to her face when he rained kisses on her shoulders and neck. She bit back a moan, tilting her head back to give him better access. He placed his hands on her waist, brushing his thumbs along her smooth skin. Looping her arms around his neck, she dragged him closer still, seemingly unable to get enough of him. Yanking off her jeans as he did the day before, Severus trailed a hand along her thigh, making her gasp, shuddering against his touch. 

She'd be lying if she said she didn't want more. But then he pulled away, his eyes darker than usual with the passion between them. The passion dimmed ever so slightly and a playful smirk adorned his mouth. "That's what I was referring to." 

"Oh," she said breathlessly. Her mind was hazy, but in the best way possible. Lust seemed to be an intoxicating emotion, but it apparently strengthened when you were in love, as well. 

Severus turned his attention to the young woman sitting silently on the bed. Her vulnerable appearance made her look even more lovely than usual. The base of her throat throbbed with her increased heartbeat and a crimson blush colored her pale cheeks. "Stand up," he commanded. She did so, her pulse increasing again, if possible. Jennifer didn't know how it was possible, but already she wanted him. Yet he didn't even touch her. What was he doing to her? "Take off your jeans." 

Amusement flickered over her lethargic features. "With my hands tied?" she inquired warmly. He didn't even blink. 

"Yes," he stated, clearly expecting her to obey. She peeled the fabric away from her legs, tossing the article of clothing aside, watching him curiously. He leisurely raked his gaze over her near-clothe-less body, making her shiver a little. Severus crushed her small frame to his larger one, her soft skin contrasting against his rougher palms. He cupped her breasts in his hands, a whimper issuing from Jen's throat upon contact. She arched her back, wordlessly begging. For what, he didn't know, but he'd be damned if he couldn't give her want she wanted. 

Her tied hands unintentionally brushed against him. Desire flared inside him, making his assault on her nerves screech to a halt. Severus hissed out a puff of air, his breath creating goosebumps on her sensitive skin. "S-sorry," she gasped, blush returning to her face again. If he weren't trying to stay in control, he would've shot her an easy-going smirk. 

He brushed his mouth against hers briefly. "I believe we're done for the time being," he declared.

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This made no sense. Honest-to-God, he couldn't comprehend it. Why didn't he question it before when things hadn't become so grave? He didn't know what the girls' motives were. For all he knew, they were doing this to get him in trouble with the Dark Lord or with Albus. Or, perhaps, both. Severus paced the living room, his expression becoming darker as the hours wore on. If this was a test, what was it's purpose? To see how loyal he was? To prove his emotional strength?

Questions swirled dizzyingly around his mind and none of them were answered. Finally, Severus sat down as the sun stretched out it's golden rays to meet the earth like an unforeseen kiss. He quietly groaned in frustration. Perhaps the old saying was true: Ignorance is bliss.