Warnings: a lil bit of ✨smut✨but mostly angst
Severus could still remember how it happened. He remembered the months of you dropping hints at him. The glances he caught you stealing during classes, the slight brush of your arm against his at every given opportunity. Of course he thought that he was just looking into it too much, maybe over-analysing your actions. After all, you were way out of his league.
That was of course until you approached him one Friday, during a party in the Slytherin common room. You had asked him if he wanted to join you in the room of requirements. Alone. Severus was no idiot, he knew exactly what you were getting at. He thought it was a prank at first; something planned by the marauders to try and humiliate him. But you looked gorgeous that night, and in his slightly drunken state he agreed.
The next morning, when he awoke and saw you next to him, peacefully asleep, he felt guilty. He knew you would wake up and be disgusted to see him next to you. He realised that you must have been drunk too and he felt as if he had taken advantage of you.
However, when you awoke, you smiled at him and told him that you had enjoyed everything that happened the previous night and that you would like to do it again sometime. Severus was dumbfounded but nodded in agreement.
And that's how Severus ended up on his current predicament.
You were beneath him in his dorm room, writhing and leaving breathless moans as he furiously pumped into you. "S-S-Severus, I'm gonna-" "Me too" he cut you off. It just took a few more thrusts before you hit your climax. You moaned his name over and over again like a prayer, and hearing it pushed Severus over the edge. He let out a low grunt as he came inside you.
After riding out both of your orgasms, Severus collapsed beside you, exhausted from your shared antics. Severus looked over at you. "I didn't think it would be possible for you to get better at this." He said, still catching his breath. "Yeah, well you're not so bad yourself." You replied with a mischievous smirk. He smiled at you while looking into your eyes, but it only lasted a second. You got up and began cleaning up and getting dressed. Severus laid in his bed, watching as you pulled your Y/H robes on and fixed your hair in the mirror. "See you later Sev." You winked at him before leaving his room without a second glance.
Severus stayed there. Staring after you, wondering how he got into this mess. He went over your words, "See you later Sev." You always said that after you two hooked up. It was always "I'll see you later" or "I'll catch up with you at dinner" or something along those lines. But you never did. You never did catch up with him or see him later. Not until one of you was in the mood again.
Severus didn't blame you though. He didn't blame you because he was the same. He never made an effort to talk to you during any time other than the time you two spent together, which wasn't short by any means (if you know what I'm saying 😏) but it wasn't long enough for Severus.
Still though, it wasn't as if you two knew nothing about each other. That would be too awkward considering how many times you both found yourselves tangled in each-other's arms. In fact it was already the third time that month.
You two actually happened to speak a lot. It was mostly after the more rough sessions you two shared, where both of you were too tired to even move. You would just lie there next to him, a fair amount of space between the both of you, and talk about random things, catching up like he was an old friend, as if you hadn't been moaning his name and raking your nails across his back just moments ago.
And Severus absolutely indulged in it. He loved hearing about your interests and opinions or just the silly stories and god-awful jokes you told. He loved how intently you would listen to him when he spoke. Taking in every word he said, as if you genuinely cared. He knew you did, you did care about him, but only in that moment because before he knew it, you were gone again, with the promise of seeing him later. A promise which you always kept, just not in the way he hoped.
Severus kept thinking about how he could remember everything about you. He could remember your favourite colour, your favourite food, your birthday, your cat's name. All the seemingly useless information you had mentioned to him in passing.
What Severus couldn't remember though, was the moment when it stopped being just sex to him. He couldn't remember when he had started wanting more, when he started feeling those damn butterflies whenever he was around you.
He felt guilty about having these feelings because he knew that you had no intention of being with him, and again he didn't blame you. For that was part of the unspoken agreement you both had. It was just sex. At first, Severus was more than content. He got to sleep with a beautiful girl whenever he wanted and he didn't have to go through the hassle of being in a relationship.
He knew he needed to end whatever you both had. He had to because every time you walked out of his room, you took part of his heart with you. He was aware that it couldn't go on like this forever, that one day you would end it, you would find someone else, settle down, and completely shatter him.
He knew that the longer he stalled the more it would hurt him, but he was selfish. He needed you and every time he swore he would end it, you would come up to him, with your flirtatious smirk and ask him if he was busy and every time you did, no matter how much of homework he had, no matter how badly he wanted to say "yes", he was never able to resist and he always found himself in the same situation he was in now. Alone, and thinking about you.
A/N: Firstly, umm holy shit 100 reads???🥺💕
This is my first time writing smut, like ever, so it might be crap but I'd like to think I'm improving my writing skills (: Also I apologise for how utterly depressing this is but on the bright side, I will be working on a part three of The Yule Ball because you guys wanted one, it's just taking a while because I've been super unproductive😔
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