A Potion For Everything (Severus Snape x Oc)

Want

🔞Adult Content Warning🔞

He wanted her.

He craved her.

And she was right there, so close that he could reach out and touch her, make her moan, make her scream, maker beg, make her forget. And he wanted the whole house to shake with her cry's. Severus swallowed, looking past her and studied the pyre before him. Intently gazing at each lick of crimson into amber, breathing more heavily through his nose then he would have liked. And he couldn't help but think it had been a mistake to bring her here. What had he thought would happen?

This.

He thought this would happen. He thought they'd end up on this sofa. Together. Alone in this room.

And he wanted it to happen. He wanted her to be close to him. She was a brilliant witch. A gifted legilimens and seer. She was profoundly calming to be around. The children trusted her. The order welcomed her. She was stunning to look at. And she was, as it turned out, a marvelous potions mistress. She was pleasant to have about. Expecially in the classroom. She calmed him. He liked her. He liked being near her. He had very much liked having his hand tangled in her hair and his mouth against hers in the dungeon.

But could someone like him.. really have someone like her?

"Carmel.." He murmered. She tasted like carmel.

Severus cleared his throat, finally looked away from the mesmerising fire that held his train of thought. He turned his face to hers. She was staring at him with big, honey colored doe eyes, her full lips parted as if a thousand questions hung on them, and she whispered in response.

"Sir..?"

Severus sighed at her voice. Candy coated and lush. Innocent and yet... There was something behind it all. Perhaps..

Severus thought for a moment, to push her away. To stand up. To seclude himself in another room for the night. To leave it at that. And yet, he simply reached up to tuck her black hair behind her ear. His eyes flicking to the tattoo on her chest and back to her eyes.

"I find myself..." he said slowly, cautious, "in desperate want of you."

"Oh..." Viola didn't seem certain about what to say to that. These words seemed out of place for him. Welcomed as they were. They frightened her. She squirmed a little, uncomfortable in the position she was in, and Severus hissed. For he realized she'd moved her knickers squarely atop the growing erection he was trying so desperately to hide.

Viola froze and studied Severus's eyes. Want... He wanted her.. things finally started to click. And she couldn't stop herself from wondering, how much want, was want? She wondered if he was wondering the same thing. Would he just kiss her again now the way he'd done in his office. Only to storm away and act like it didn't happen..

Severus eyed Viola cautiously. He wasn't an inexperienced man. He'd had a few people now and then.. The taste of flesh, and nothing more. He couldn't help but notice, how this felt different. Primal even. As if the very basic principles of the act alone were necessary for their very survival in this world.

But this was too fast. He didn't want to make her feel like she was just that, flesh. But the idea of entering her body.. Pleasuring her.. And putting his own fluids inside of her was, tempting. He wanted more than a kiss, that was for certain. No, He needed more than a kiss.

"Do that.. Again," he muttered firmly, and Viola paused for a moment. Making sure she heard him right. Not wanting to move unless absolutely sure. Then Severus put his hands on her waist. Looking down at her. Hair falling in his face just a little. "Don't make me ask again.." Severus heard himself say, as if he was scolding a student in his class. "I said, do that again." He said more confidently this time. And Viola seemed satisfied with the clarification.