Bad Habit | Severus Snape

"And you are? Are you capable concealing your mouth on what about to happened....in this room?"

"What do you think, professor? I don't think my words would matter at this point. It is up to you if you would trust me," I whispered, leaning my body towards him. He didn't move, instead he keep his eyes on me.

"Do you really think that I can jeopardize you?" I asked.

He slowly closed the gap between us, holding my waist with his left hand while his other hand travel across my nape.

"Yes, because even if you lie I would believe you."

He's a fool, he should be in control but oh heavens, he's tired of running away to something he knew he can't. He desire you and only you. He knows that this is wrong, but holding you feels so right. It's like you were made for him.