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rosebudfics · 3 months
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Professor!reader and severus being married but hiding it from the students, bc they dont want the gossip and are just private people in general BUT one day sev forgets to take off his wedding ring and the golden trio go on this whole mission to find out who hes married to; completely freaking out when it turns out hes with reader cause theyre complete opposites while teaching
(Sorry if this is too long or doesnt make sense :^ i had this scenario in my head for some time lol)
Secret Lovers
Severus Snape x Professor! Reader
Warnings: use of the name "git" a lot lol, reader is the astronomy teacher but you can swap it out for any class, Snape smacks Ron and Harry
A/N: I LOVE THIS REQUEST SO MUCH OMG!?!?!?! also this isnt really set in any specific year but its more leaning towards where theyre older since snape you know.. hits ron and harry over the head and harry has the map <3
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You and Severus had managed to keep your relationship secret for a couple years now, with the exception of only Minerva and Dumbledore knowing.
Why does anyone else need to know anyway? It was none of their business!
So one regular morning when you and Sev were getting ready for the day in the early hours of the morning, he had somehow forgotten to take his golden band off. You both would usually keep them in a little ring box at home so they were hidden but safe and put them back on at night, but today Severus had just forgotten to take it off.
You would bid your goodbyes at home before you left together, getting one last kiss in before heading back to Hogwarts, then Severus would put his usual cold face back on.
You both headed to your classrooms like normal, Severus still failing to notice the wedding band still on his finger.
When classes started, everything was going how it usually would: he would deduct house points, snapping at kids whenever they would interrupt his teaching, etc. That is until Hermione noticed a particular shine off her teachers hand.
Hermione looked closer before very quietly gasping. "Holy cricket!" She whispered so only Harry and Ron could hear her.
“What?” Ron asked curiously but not very quietly, earning the attention of Severus.
“On Professor Snape’s hand, he was wearing a wedding ring!” She said in a hushed voice.
“You must be crazy Herminone, there's no way that he’s married to someone.” Harry chuckled.
“Yeah, no ones gonna want to let alone be in any relationship with that old git-” Ron was interrupted by getting smacked over the head by Severus, followed up by Harry getting smacked as well.
Hermione just kept quiet, keeping her giggle to herself.
“Would you mind repeating yourself Mr. Weasley?” Severus sneered down at him.
“...no, sorry.” Ron grumbled.
“Mhm. 5 points from Gryffindor, and that's me being generous.”
After class, Ron, Hermione, and Harry all gathered at the library at break. “Are you sure you saw a ring, Hermione? Was it even on his ring finger?” Harry asked as he sat down some books in front of him.
“I'm certain! The real question is though, to who?” Hermione thought for a minute.
“Harry, why can't we just use your cloak to spy on him?” Ron questioned like it was obvious.
“Brilliant!” Harry exclaimed but Hermione smacked him in the arm.
“That's invading his privacy! It's terribly rude.” She scoffed.
Ron then mocked her, earning a smack. After a while of begs and pleas, she finally caved.
“Alright, alright!” She sighed.
They then all made their way back to the dorm to get everything they needed. Harry also grabbed the Marauders Map so it would be easier to find Snape. And then off they went on their little adventure to hunt down his wife.
They had to do some weaving and dodging to not bump into anyone (they bumped into Neville at some point, terrifying him) until they made it to the staff room. Harry looked down at his map to find Snape and you, they're astronomy teacher, alone.
“What are Professor Snape and Professor y/n doing together?” Ron asked in a confused voice.
Harry hushed him and then looked into the keyhole to find Snape and you talking to eachother.
“Are you sure no one saw the ring?” you asked again.
“Yes, dear, I am sure of it.” Snape said in a somewhat annoyed tone. “If someone did see it, I would be getting hounded with questions!”
“Yeah well not if all the students are terrified of you!” you sighed. “Look I'm not mad, I don't want you to think that, it's just we've gone this long keeping it secret it feels weird to just slip up like this”
Severus stepped towards you and grabbed your face in his hands. “Listen love, no one will know. Maybe in the future we can be more open about it.” He then bent down and kissed her gently, and you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer.
Harry gasped quietly and backed up. He was about to say something before he heard footsteps walking towards the door. “We gotta get outta here!”
They all then scurried off down the hall back to the dormitory.
“Harry, what did you see? What were they doing in there?” Ron asked.
“Its professor y/n, that's who he's married to!” Harry was slightly out of breath from running.
“Professor y/n?? But they're so.. so different!” Hermione was shocked.
“You must be seeing things mate, there's NO way Proffesor y/n is married to the old git.” Ron scoffed.
“I'm telling you! They were talking about how he had forgotten to take his ring off or something and then they kissed!” Harry gushed.
They then talked about why you would ever want to marry Snape for the rest of break. Interestingly enough they next class was with you!
Since you were an extremely nice and open teacher, they felt more comfortable talking to you about it.
"So professor y/n, have you been seeing anyone lately?" Ron asked before class actually started.
You were caught off guard to say the least. "Well... I dont really see how my romantic life concerns any of you," you laugh whole heartedly.
Ron then smirked. "You never denied it. Perhaps another Proffesor that teaches here!" Hermione pinched his side as a warning to shut up.
"I don't know what your getting at, Ron" you chuckle becoming a little worried.
"Well the man I'm thinking of is a mean, old, cranky git that likes potions-"
"Thats enough! You don't ever talk about another Proffesor like that!" You scolded him.
"Alright, sorry proffesor... but im right, aren't i?" Ron smirked.
Harry and Hermione perked up to listen.
You sighed, before making sure that no other student or teacher was around, nd then said "You must not tell anyone."
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serverusslaype · 6 months
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Shameless fic masterpost! & other things
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This is a Severus Snape x Professor!Reader fic. :)
(ongoing/incomplete, 89,324 words)
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14
One-shots, Drabbles etc
The Yule Ball: Part 1, Part 2
Special
Shameless AU - Jealousy
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sacredsnape · 10 months
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May I request a one shot about virgin severus, wanting his girlfriend to ride him but feeling too embarrassed to ask.
Virgin Sev my beloved <3
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Genre: smut
Warnings: loss of virginity, handjob, mentions of masturbation, sub Sev, dom reader, praise kink, gentle and loving sex, aftercare
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You and Severus were lying in bed, your finger slowly stroking his cheekbone as you admired him. He was so beautiful, his Roman nose perfect for kissing and perhaps riding.
Severus smiled at you, shyly pressing his lips to yours. You've only been dating for a few months, and Severus was still shy with you, forever amazed that someone as kind and patient as you would ever want him.
You allowed your lips to linger on his, curling your fingers in his hair. The moment was pure perfection, the fireplace crackling merrily in the corner of your bedroom as rain pattered against the windows, and just you and Severus here together.
Severus slowly ran a hand up and down your side before resting it on your hip, his eyes darkening as he gazed at you. You recognized that look; for the past few weeks, he'd been pinning you with that look of lust, keeping his desires and urges pushed deep down inside of him.
He was a virgin, and you were not, and you knew how shy he was about sex because he had several insecurities about his body. You and him had only recently started showering together after you coaxed him into it, promising him that his body was nothing to be ashamed of.
"Something on your mind, prince?" you asked Severus as you noticed him fail to sneakily catch a glimpse at your cleavage in your pajama top. You smirked, scooting closer to him until your cleavage slightly spilled past your top.
Severus licked his lips, his breath hitching as you moved closer. His fingers dug into your hip, suppressing a whine as he felt blood quickly rush to his cock.
"Nothing's on my mind," he lied, sighing as he felt his erection strain against his sweatpants. He tried to cross his legs in the position he was in to no avail, wheezing nervously and pulling the blankets around him.
You watched his movements, spotting his erection. He was big as you knew from your showers together but looked even bigger in sweatpants. Your smirk grew, dragging your finger down his face and chest, stopping just above his waistband.
"You can tell me anything, baby. You know there's no shame in anything you tell me," you reassured Severus, smiling warmly at him. "I'm here to make everything a comfortable experience for you, no matter what it is."
Severus smiled a little, feeling himself relax. He only grew harder at feeling your hand so close to his cock and he tried to ignore it, focusing on your soothing words and voice.
"It's just..." he trailed off, tearing his eyes away from your face as he became embarrassed. "I... have this habit. Some nights after you go to bed, I sneak into the bathroom and masturbate while thinking of you- you riding me."
Your eyebrows shot up in surprise, a warmth spreading through you. Your pussy clenched and you felt it soak with arousal, your breathing becoming heavy as you replied, "Yeah? You think about that?"
"I do," Severus whined, so hard at this point that it was unbearable. "I want it so badly, but I've been too shy to tell you up until now."
You sat up, stroking his waistband before pushing your hand past it. Severus gasped, squirming his hips around as your hand hovered directly above his clothed erection.
"Is this okay, baby?" you asked Severus in a sultry voice, your eyes half-lidded as you gazed down at him. He was visibly nervous, his eyes wide and his chest heaving.
"It's okay," Severus confirmed, wiping his sweaty brow. "I'm just nervous, I'm sorry. I don't want to ruin this by being nervous."
You gave him a sympathetic smile, leaning down to kiss him tenderly. "You won't ruin this, Sev. I'll be gentle and careful with you, okay? If anything hurts or you feel uncomfortable, let me know, and I'll stop," you mumbled against his lips, rubbing circles into his cheek.
Severus nodded, swallowing thickly. You kissed him again, sitting up and straddling his lap. The both of you gasped together at the contact, your hips squirming as his hard cock rubbed against you.
"Mmm, baby," you moaned, pressing your palms flat onto his chest. "You're throbbing and so big."
Severus whimpered, a beautiful sound that made your clit tingle with need. "You feel really good on top of me like this," he said, his voice breathy as he gripped your waist. "I- can you fuck me? Please?"
You could've come just from his words alone. He sounded and looked so desperate, his eyes wide and pleading, his bottom lip jutted out in a pout and his voice a soft whimper. His hair was a mess around the pillow, and his cheeks were covered in a bright blush.
"Of course, baby. How could I say no to my pretty boy?" you smirked. Severus moaned at the nickname, desperately bucking his hips upwards. He forgot for a moment that this would be his first time, too focused on wanting to feel your pussy wrapped around his cock instead of his fist.
You lifted yourself up to slide down your pajama shorts and underwear, Severus's bottoms following suit. He hissed as the warm air of your bedroom washed over his cock, which stood rigid and aching for your touch.
"Please," he begged you, almost feeling dizzy from how badly he needed you. You wrapped a firm hand around his cock, smiling at the sharp gasp that escaped him. You began to pump the shaft, satisfied to see precum quickly gathering and spilling over your fingers.
"S-so good. Your hand feels so much better than mine," Severus moaned, twisting the sheets in his hands. You moved your hand faster, relishing in the little moans and gasps that left him. He sounded ethereal, and you wanted to keep his noises of pleasure in your mind forever.
"You're doing so well. Does that feel good?" Your question caused his cock to twitch in your hand, a telltale sign of orgasm, and you were surprised that he'd be coming so soon.
"Ahh, please. Feels so good, please!" Severus gasped as your thumb swiped across his tip, gathering a bead of precum. You switched hands to bring that thumb to your lips, sucking on the tip and tasting him.
Severus could have imploded at the sight of you tasting him. You hummed at his flavor, earthy and a bit salty. "You taste as good as you look, just how I imagined you," you said, flicking your wrist in a way that made Severus shudder.
Severus felt his stomach clench, knowing that he was close. He was so used to coming quickly, and with you stroking him so amazingly, he knew that his orgasm would be explosive.
You continued stroking him, going even faster now. You kissed him deeply, diving your tongue into his mouth and driving him wild. When he came, he released the prettiest whimper you've ever heard from him followed by a shout of your name.
Severus trembled as ropes of hot cum shot all over his stomach and your hand. He breathed unevenly, gasping as his cock twitched and throbbed from his release. He had come so much, and it was the most gorgeous sight to you.
"Good job, handsome. I'm so proud of you," you praised Severus. He blushed deeply, giggling weakly as you removed his hand from his still hard cock.
"I like being praised," he admitted, his head feeling fuzzy as you removed your top, your breasts bouncing back into place. He stared at them, his mouth watering at how soft and supple they looked.
"You deserve all of the praise in the world, my love," you replied sweetly, sighing contently as Severus slowly ran his large hands up and down your bare torso. They ghosted the undersides of your breasts, and he seemed hesitant to touch them.
You grabbed his hands, leading the way and placing them over your breasts. You sighed in relief, and he moaned as he squeezed them curiously as his thumbs circled your erect nipples.
"You have pretty breasts," Severus observed, grinning up at you. "They're so soft. I've always enjoyed looking at them, but finally touching them is a whole new wonderful experience."
His eyes then trailed down to your pussy and your slick covered thighs. He felt his nerves melt away, being replaced by eagerness and excitement.
"Can you fuck me now?" he asked sheepishly. As much as he loved feeling and admiring your breasts, he was desperate for your pussy.
"I thought you would never ask," you teased, grabbing his cock and casting a non-verbal lubrication spell. Once he was fully lubricated, you lined him up with your entrance, the two of you sharing a deep look of love with each other.
"Remember to tell me to stop if you need to," you reminded Severus, the tip of his cock brushing against your hole. "I love you, Severus, and I'm honored to be your first time."
If Severus wasn't so horny right now, he would have sobbed out of gratefulness for you. His eyes momentarily stung with years as he responded, "I love you too, Y/N. You're my everything."
He leaned up and kissed you passionately, resting his back against the headboard and pulling you with him. You slipped his cock inside of you and you moaned into each other's mouths, entranced by the feeling of your bodies finally becoming one.
"Merlin, you're incredibly warm," Severus chuckled, pecking your lips once. "I don't know how to explain this feeling. It's unlike anything I've ever felt."
You pressed your hips further down onto him, feeling snug. He inhaled sharply at your movement, his eyes flicking between your face and breasts.
"The tip of your cock is nudging my g-spot right now," you mewled, your eyelids fluttering as his thick girth stretched you out. It didn't hurt; it was an incredible feeling of erotic bliss.
"It is?" Severus asked in astonishment, knowing about how pleasurable the g-spot was from what you've told him in the past.
"God, yes," you whimpered, beginning to rock your hips. You started off slow, giving Severus time to adjust, and he was amazed by how fucking good you felt.
"Mmm, right there. Do that with your hips again."
"Y/N, you're so good. Your pussy feels like magic... don't stop fucking me."
"Ah, please! Faster!"
Severus's filthy words spurred you on, motivating you to give him more. You snapped your hips hard and fast above him, pinning his hands above his head and attaching your lips to his neck.
"My good boy, the best boy," you hummed, leaving behind hickeys on his neck. "You have such a great cock to fuck, honey."
Severus couldn't speak anymore, long gone in the pleasure. He only made whiny noises in response to your praise, every snap of your hips shooting sparks of lust up his spine.
"I can feel my orgasm, it's so close," he breathed, needily kissing your breasts. His hands were shaking, his eyebrows furrowed together as you continued to fuck him.
"Mine too, baby. I want to feel your hot cum shooting inside of me and dripping out of me, and I know you'll come nicely like the good boy you are," you replied huskily, your clit throbbing as it begged for attention. You let go of one of his pinned hands, letting it fall onto his chest.
"Touch my clit, sweetheart. Make me come and I'll give you the best orgasm of your life," you cooed, directing Severus's hand to your clit.
Severus nodded obediently, pressing two slender fingers into your clit and rubbing. You clenched around him, making him groan, and you felt your climax start to crest.
"Oh my gosh, I'm coming!" Severus ezclaimed suddenly, his orgasm taking you by surprise. He came hard, filling you up. He sobbed as he came, so overwhelmed by his orgasm that he saw stars burst behind his eyes.
He felt so much relief and felt so loved by you, grateful that you had been the one to take his virginity.
Your hips stuttered as Severus came, snapping them a few more times before you came yourself, soaking his cock with your arousal. He cursed as your pussy squeezed him and milked him of every last drop of his cum.
There was a beat of silence before you collapsed into his arms, your panting paired with his soft whimpers and mumbles of affection.
"Thank you, Y/N, thank you for taking my virginity," Severus was mumbling into your hair as he kissed you there. "It was an amazing experience, one that I'll hold in my heart forever."
You giggled at his words, snuggling him closely. He was still such a romantic even after having his brains fucked out.
You and Severus cleaned up shortly afterward, running a bath and then cuddling in bed. You gave him a full body massage with scented oils and kissed each and every one of his scars, telling him repeatedly how well he had done for you.
Severus was very glad that he had asked you to ride him.
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ryehoneyinkstains · 1 year
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What Echoes Around Us
Severus Snape x Reader
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Voldemort is dead.
You saw it with your own eyes, watched as Harry Potter killed the Dark Lord. No one cheered, no one said a word. The courtyard was eerily silent, as if no one could believe it. There was adrenaline still running through your body, made your ears ring, your hold on your wand so tight you feared you would break it in half.
Then someone spoke, and all around you voices whispered and murmured. Your heart is racing so fast, you can barely breathe and you're trembling in your spot, frozen. There's a body laying dangerously close to you, and you don't know if they're dead or unconscious. You don't bend down and check, not because you don't care, but because you're absolutely terrified.
It starts to really sink in, the reality of the situation, and there's a heavy weight that comes with it. The grip on your wand loosens just a fraction. You want to throw up, want to sit down and close your eyes and try to make sense of the world. Instead, you take a step forward, your muscles moving on their own. There's another step, and another, and suddenly you’re running. You’re trying to be mindful of the people around you, know that they're suffering as much as you are, that there are children who have just witnessed the deaths of their friends, their family, the one's they loved. But you aren't thinking straight, aren't thinking at all. Even as you scan the faces, force your eyes to look to the ground where so many people lay unmoving, your brain is working too fast for you to follow it. It's like your body is in autopilot, your mind in overdrive.
You can feel yourself crying, can't seem to figure out why. Then your eyes land on a man, curled against a crumbling wall and you stop running. He's got hair the color of an oil slick, blood coating his hand and your breath hitches. For a second there you thought you saw Severus. But it’s not, He's too young, his hair is too short, his skin is a little darker.
For a second, your heart almost stopped beating. You force yourself to care about the injured man in front of you, even though every single nerve in your body is telling you that you need to find Severus Snape right now. That you need to see him with your eyes, make sure that he wasn't dead, another body on the ground. The tears cloud your vision as you say something to the boy, as you bite your tongue so hard you start to taste blood.
He holds his hand up, stopping you in your track. "It's not my blood." he says in a strangled voice. It's cruel of you, but you run off, leave him sitting there, covered in someone else's blood, possibly traumatized. You've finally caught up with your mind, can finally feel your body as you stumble through castle debris, climb over fallen stones, and push through the crowds of people. Your mind is focused on one thing and one thing only: finding Severus Snape.
You search frantically, calling out his name, scanning the faces of the injured and the dead. Every time you think you've found him, your heart races with hope, only to be crushed when you realize it's not him. You can feel yourself getting more and more desperate, your heart heavy with the fear that he may not have made it through the final battle. There's a new weight on your heart, one that makes you feel like you’re running in slow motion, like the world is pushing itself against you as you move.
You can't breathe again, but still you push forward. You search every hall, every room, and even though death follows you everywhere, you still can’t find him. You have to, have to know that he made it, that he's somewhere out. That he's safe. That he's alive. Because you have no idea what you'd do without him. How can you live your life without him in it?
You find yourself in the infirmary, panting as you come to a stop. There are so many children, so many people crammed into the small space, it's hard to see who's who. You move through the crowd, your eyes scanning every face, every body, in search of him. Terrified that if you don't find him here you will have to search the room they've started taking the dead.
But you spot him sitting on a cot, bandages around his neck, blood coating his clothes, his cheek. Your legs feel like they've been hit with the Locomotor Curse and you almost collapse. You let out a painful sob, one full of relief and gratitude.
"Severus!" you shout, voice trembling. You don't care that you're disturbing people, don't care that they've turned to stare at you. All you focus on is the way Severus' head shoots up, his eyes locking with yours. He looks just as relieved as you feel, and before you know it, you're running towards him, your feet barely hitting the ground. You throw yourself at him, your arms wrapping tightly around him, tears streaming down your face. He's alive, he's safe, and nothing else matters in that moment.
You're a sobbing mess as you hold him, your face against his chest as you cry and cry and keep saying his name, voice shaky and full of emotion. You squeeze his harder and he hisses in pain.
You let go of him, pull back to look at him. There's fresh blood on his bandages and this time you're crying because you've hurt him.
"I'm sorry!" you cry out, voice choking on the words. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
Severus grunts, pulling you back into an embrace, wants to feel you against him again. "Don't" he forces out, the pain of talking excruciating. He doesn't care though, finds some sort of twisted joy in it because it makes this moment real. You're truly here, alive. Your here with him, in his arms and that's all that matters. You’re clinging to him, your sobs slowing down to hiccupping breaths. He has his hand tangled in your hair, holding you against him. His head is pressed against yours.
He had been so scared that something had happened to you, that you were dead somewhere in this castle. He had been ready to search for you, to burn down the world if you left him in this place alone. But your alive and safe, and he's holding you in his trembling arms. He never wants to let you go, never wants to be without you by his side.
"Marry me." he whispers in your ear, his voice strained.
You shift, try to pull back but he holds you there, against his beating chest. "I cannot fathom a single day without you by my side." he adds, his fingers caressing the back of your head.
You're in shock, your heart is pounding in your chest. You never expected this, not now, not here. But you know without a doubt that you want to spend the rest of your life with him. "Yes," you whisper, your voice barely audible. "Yes, I'll marry you."
Severus grunts once more, his lips finding your neck. The weight of everything that has happened and everything that is yet to come is overwhelming, but in this moment, all that matters is that you're together, and nothing will ever change that.
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turvi · 10 months
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Helloooooooo! I saw your clingy Severus fic, and absolutely loved it so muchhhhhhh!
If possible, could I request something a bit like the opposite? I would love to see Severus with an s/o who’s BEYOND cuddly, and will kind of just find him between classes (or whenever they can rlly) and just cling to him like a needy cat XD.
They won’t do it if he’s not comfy with it, but I could also see Sev melting if s/o would just cuddle up to him even if people are around lol
Ahh, thank you so much for this request. I am glad you loved the fic. I hope you enjoy it.
WARNING: HINT OF SEX (LIKE ONE LINE?)
Severus was returning back to his office for the lunch break. The students make way for the potions master. His ominous presence scares all the living souls present in Hogwarts. All except one.
His wife.
She waits in his office preparing tea for him. As soon as he enters his office the smell of cinnamon and tea fills his senses. He never liked the strong smell of spices. But he never even told his wife either. He wondered why. He would always look for opportunities to ridicule or critique people. But he could never do that to his Y/n.
His sweet Y/n. She is an angel really. But Godric it feels like she keeps making an excuse just to cling to him. But he doesn't hate it. No. Even though he doesn't show it he accepts the warmth Y/n has for him. He has been cold and lonely without her.
She feels like the spring that comes after a harsh cold. The kind of spring that mother earth celebrates. The kind of spring that brings out life.
As if on cue Y/n turns back and smiles brightly at his sight. He thinks she might be the only one who is this happy to see him. And he is thankful. And as expected before Severus could even greet her she took him in her arms.
Even after being together for Godric knows how long (because it feels like he has known her for his whole life), his heart still flutters when she holds him like this. He can only pat her back. And she gets it. It's his way of saying he loves her. He loves how she gets he is still not used to this type of affection.
As she busies herself in making tea for him again he remembers how she had unexpectedly shown up in his life. So full of love and life. He previously hated how bright she is. How she could find the good in the bad. Heck, she found something great in him hence she decided to spend her life with him.
He remembers how he would be annoyed at how clingy she is. How he would grumble and groan when she would hug him tightly. How he would frown and tell her she is constricting his breathing. But he wouldn't admit how he would look up at his office door every time it would open, expecting her. How it would break his heart to find it was someone else and not her. When she got sick and had taken leave for a few days..he missed the feeling..he craved it. How when he finally saw her he had to control himself from taking her into his arms then and there.
Like usual she put his tea on the coffee table and took a seat right beside him, nuzzling her nose in his neck. He shivered when he felt her breath against his skin and surprisingly his hands as if they had their own mind dragged her closer to him.
He didn't even pay attention to the tea sitting on his coffee table despite its strong smell. His onyx eyes focused on her. The sunlight seemed to have been glowing brighter as it hit her skin. He was almost afraid to touch her even though he had ravished her last night. He was afraid his touch would ruin something so beautiful like her.
He looked into her eyes. They always looked soft and kind. His touch is featherlight on her cheeks. She leaned into his touch even though it was light. His heart raced as she leaned into him, her eyes asking for permission.
He knew he couldn't love her anymore. His eyes teared up watching her still being respectful of his boundaries as if he will say no and she will still love him as much as she did on the day she met him.
He met her halfway and kissed her passionately. Y/n was surprised when she felt his arms tightening around her waist. She smiled at him as they broke from their kiss. He was slowly but surely accepting the kind of love she had for him.
A/N: I hope you like this. REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED.
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specialagentlokitty · 10 months
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Snape x reader - my shelter
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hello!! could you write a Severus Snape x female reader where they have a romantic relationship and live together after the war and reader is helping Severus throughout his healing process? Thanks you 🦇💜🪐- Anon💜
Walking into the flat, you locked the door behind you and hung your jacket up by the door, kicking your boots off and looked around.
“Sev?” You called softly.
You wondered around trying to find the man, and you found him standing in the bathroom, staring into the mirror, running his fingers along the scars on his neck.
“Hey..” you whispered.
“How was work?” Severus asked.
You stepped between him and the sink, and looked up at him.
“It was good, what have you been doing all day?”
He glanced down at you, letting you move his hand away from his neck so you could place your hand over the scars.
“Just cleaning, some shopping, the usual.”
You nodded your head and gave him a soft smile.
“You don’t have to worry about these, you know that right?” You asked gently.
He sighed a little.
“It doesn’t seem to be getting better, no matter what I put on it.”
You nodded your head and took his hand, leading him to the sitting room, you sat him down and walked across the room.
Digging through the ingredients and bottles you pulled one out, and walked over again, sitting next to him you opened it.
“Try this one.”
You looked at him, waiting for his permission and finally he needed his head, letting you put the cream over his scars.
“You’ll have to use it for a few days to see if it’ll work or not though, but Severus?”
He looked down at you.
Standing up, you put the lid back on the tub and leant down, giving him a soft kiss.
“You’re perfect okay? You don’t need to hide them alright?”
Severus gave you a soft smile.
“I know, I suppose I just do not enjoy people staring at me because of them.”
“I know.”
You placed your hand on his cheek and kissed his head before you went to go put the tub back where you had gotten it.
Severus watched you carefully, without you he wasn’t sure if he would have made it this far you were his shelter, his calm in the storm
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ashdreams2023 · 22 days
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Lucius malfoy and severus snape (poly) with a s/o who likes sweets and candy and anything that has sugar but somehow the slimmest person between them? Like not skin and bones thin but like still thin for how much sugar they eat (bonus points if they still eat normal food)
- @vivian-the-fanfic-writer
Of course!
Severus snape x reader with a sweet tooth x lucius Malfoy (poly)
Lucius was the first to notice your liking to sweets first since he met you inside an ice cream shop
"You stacked every flavor they had I was both concerned and amused at the same time"
Lucius also likes to take you to different bakeries around France when you get the chance to go with him on business
Severus on the other hand found out about your appetite when he started noticing the chocolate frogs in his desk drawer missing
He wasn’t mad, he just preferred you told him you wanted to take from them instead of acting like a little thief, candy thief
You start your day with something sweet in your breakfast, you don’t over do it but it’s noticeable that you go for extra sugar and cream or buy a pastry filled with something like cream or chocolate
Lucius buys you the best chocolates when traveling around Europe
Severus makes sure when you’re over for tea or something to have a sweet treat for you ready
"Don’t think much about it I’m just being decent" "whatever helps you sleep at night sev"
When you’re all three dining together lucius makes sure the house elves go all out, especially for dessert and severus usually gives you half his share since he’s not that big on sweets
Severus doesn’t like the high sugar consumption for you health but doesn’t comment on it since you do equally eat other more reasonable foods
Severus does like to sip hot coco with you in the dungeons during winter time
Lucius and severus always remember to bring you a souvenir when you can’t tag along their trips
Severus has to remind lucius that you actually eat other food and don’t survive on sweets and the power of the son
"Sev is right you don’t have to scan the dessert menu every time we plan to go somewhere, honestly I’ll be fine"
Severus is much like your condition, he eats as much as you if not more but his weight never changed and stays the same unlike lucius
One time he took a two month vacation and by the end of it gained 13kg (30 pounds)
You like to call it relationship weight, lucius thinks he let himself go, he looks at you and severus with angry envy and yells at the house elves for making him eat this much (it’s completely his fault)
When you want to snack away on a sweet treat you go and snuggled underneath Severus’s cloak just because you can and no one would dare steal from you like that
Lucius nicknames you sweetness, because you’re already sweet and you eat things that make you sweeter
But although they have no issues with your consumptions they do watch out for your health a little extra
Catch severus sneaking in vitamins into your gummy bears and lucius making his house elves add extra veggies and more nutrients ingredients into meals
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eternallyseverus · 11 months
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Night Terrors - Severus Snape x y/n
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MASTERLIST | AO3 | COFFEE On AO3 here - 2.393 words
Summary: It's 4 am and you woke up once again covered in cold sweat. Tired of having these night terrors you seek for the comfort of Severus Snape.
A/N: I am not a native English speaker so I am sorry for any spelling mistake and if my first smut scene is too bad :D. I tried my best!
Triggers/Warnings: I think there is none other than any bad word around here and there and mentions of Night Terrors, y/n is a she. Please let me know if I missed something important. Also y/n is +18 (you can choose the age you want to, it's just she is not underage).
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It was 4 am and you woke up again covered in cold sweat. Great. Night terrors were making your life miserable and you  couldn’t understand why you were experiencing all of this.
To be honest, you kind of had an idea of why. You were drowned by deadlines and exams that were hard to meet and on top of that your parents wouldn’t stop sending you OWLs about pushing you to leave your studies in Hogwarts in order to work and help them with the family debt.
You thought about it and you almost dropped your studies but you only had 1 year left before finishing Hogwarts and you wouldn’t dare to stop having the only pleasure that was free in  your life: seeing Severus Snape.
Covered in cold sweat you took your jersey and went outside, sneaking out of your chambers and heading straight to the dungeons to enter his office. Of course he would be there, you knew.
He usually would tell you in those small moments of bonding where you assisted him after class that he also had issues when it comes to having a pleasant night of sleep.
Knocking twice on the door you didn’t wait for him to answer. 
The office was silent, only the small sound of his quill that suddenly stopped writing to meet his cold face, not surprised to see you there at 4 in the morning.
Closing the door slowly you stood in front of him.
Severus slowly left his quill on the right side of the parchment and massaging his temples he began to speak:
“What is this? More whining about the class schedule? Or is this time about the quality of the school’s potion ingredients? Or are we going to be treated to your latest theory on why Harry Potter gets special treatment from the staff?”
Your head shook letting him know that nothing like this was the reason why you were standing in front of him, wearing your cotton pajamas, accentuating every inch of your feminine figure.
Plopping on one chair besides him you sighed audibly. 
“I have night terrors and I just can't sleep”
“And you've decided I would be the best person to help you with this?” He replied in a scornful tone and he resumed grading the papers, unable to look at her eyes.
You were already too annoyed at this precise moment and you knew that visiting him wasn’t the best decision but you couldn’t bear another lecture at this hour.
“Yeah, I have decided that since I felt safe when you are around you are the best person for me to go at 4am because of my night terrors”
Severus' brows pulled together in a clear sign of annoyance being forced to leave his tasks of grading papers, for the second time, in less than 5 minutes.
He folded his arms and looked at you.
“And the nightmares you are suffering from? Tell me about them.”
You knew that this wasn’t him being really interested in what you had to say but mostly to find a reason to manipulate you into thinking that coming to him was another of your foolish ideas and that you should be going out if you didn’t want more points taken from your house.
Still you told him the truth of why you were having them at which he replied first with a laugh full of mockery.
“I could give you nightmares, you pathetic girl”. He laughs to himself. “You live a charmed life, and you have the nerve to complain about being afraid? There are plenty of people who have good reason to be afraid, young lady. You, on the other hand, cannot imagine how it feels to be at the mercy of powers against which we are helpless!”
Snape took a few seconds to reply again, raising his voice. 
“You think that is a nightmare?”
It was obvious that Severus Snape himself wouldn’t be holding your hands and saying how sorry he was for seeing you like this, of course not, but after all you at least had the small hope of him having some sort of… pity. Some soft of mercy or true for you.
But you felt miserable. Of course you did. You knew him and usually you would beg for this type of interaction if it meant to be noticed by him. But today you didn’t want this.
Slowly standing up from your seat Severus seems to take into account how his words especially affected you tonight. 
“No, girl, sit down”. He said simply, but you stood there, quiet, looking at him.
Seeing that you were looking at him with a puzzled look Severus spoke again.
“That is why you have come to me? For comfort?” He seems genuinely puzzled as well. “You think that I could possibly be a comforting person?”
You nodded slowly, still there, as if she was challenging him but the truth is that she was sensing that Severus was trying to say something more and she wanted to test her luck tonight.
“You are clearly mistaken”. He continued.  “How do you imagine that I of all people would be remotely capable of giving you comfort?” The same sneering, contemptuous tone of earlier, and then, as if he has just thought of something important, he says, even more witheringly. “And, even if I were inclined to be comforting, what makes you think you of all people would be deserving of my comfort?”
Hands balled into fists made you suppress your anger at his words. And it worked since it gave you the energy to reply to him back.
“I don't deserve your comfort, I completely know about it. I just... I just wanted to stay here. I can be silent if you... want to”.
Snape sighs.
“Stay then, if staying makes you any less pathetic”.
Pathetic. He said. Maybe I was after all. Still here even if he wanted to push me away. 
He was insulting me and still, still after all of this it was my body who moved alone, silently, going towards him. 
You don’t really know what happened. If it was the way he saw your face contorted with pain at his words, the fact that you had the courage to still fight him despite his coldness but something in Severus broke inside of him at that precise moment.
He looked at you and without showing any emotion he spoke.
“I do care for you, you know.”
Your eyes snapped quickly at him, staying silently for a few minutes. Unable to move, even unable to breath in case that you broke the spell. In case that the sound of your existence bothered him and changed his words.
But your mouth had other plans and decided to speak.
“You do?”
“Yes” he simply stated.
Your eyebrows furrowed at his simple answer but you  needed to know more.
“And what exactly do you care about me?” 
“Because, unlike many people I know, you have done very little to deserve my dislike. And there are certain qualities in you that I admire”. 
His voice is quiet, almost a whisper, and sounds as if it is choking on those last words.
“The amount of courage you possess is truly remarkable”.
That made you chuckle softly at his words, a lot of butterflies starting to fly on your stomach.
“Well, you inspire me to be like that so, all the credit goes to you, sir” 
Severus gives that a short, dry, humorless laugh that could almost pass as a cough.
“Very flattering, I must admit”.
 There is a very short pause as Snape considers what he has just said before he continues in practically a whisper.
“I suppose you could say that I... feel a responsibility towards you... to keep you safe as best I can”.
You were having luck tonight, and you should have stood where you are but why not? Why not test the waters? Why not push the buttons? Why not?
“So if you want to keep me safe as best as you can... does this finally include that you will help me with the night terrors i just had?”
The contemptuous sneer is back. His voice is back to cold and harsh.
“Do you really expect me to comfort you, as though you are an infant, for night terrors?”
He laughs again and speaks even more contemptuously, mocking her. 
“If you ask so nicely, I suppose I can let you cry on my shoulder”.
At this moment you  continued walking towards him standing by his side. Him sitting on his chair behind his desk.
“If I ask nicely…” you  whispered. “Will you allow me to sit on your lap and find comfort on your hands?” and after finishing this sentence your  right hand was laying on his shoulder.
He was shocked at your words.
 He doesn't say anything, but he looks at you as if you  had suggested something that was completely outrageous and unthinkable, and as if he is wondering whether you  were being serious or making fun of him. But then... All of a sudden... the shock turns into a hint of almost imperceptible color on his face, and, as a hint of amusement enters his voice, he lets out a single "hmph", without any further words needed to explain the meaning behind it.
And also nothing else came from you as well. A slow nod that ended in your body moving slowly to sit on his lap.
It’s strange at first, the feeling of his fabric on your skin, the stiffness on his body and on yours but you try to adjust your body. 
But it feels so good. How your back is laying on his chest and your head on the crook of his neck. Silently taking into his smell. Fresh herbs. Sandalwood. It suits him.
And he felt at first that he wanted to push y/n. But then, slowly,  almost unwillingly, he moves his hand to rest on the back of her head, his thumb caressing her temple ever so softly as she starts to lean on his chest.
It was an intimate moment. A life changing one. In a couple of minutes the dynamics between the two of you had changed and the desire and prayers of you trying to get into your professor's life came true. The room was silent and only the breath of the two of you could be heard.
Severus was the first one to break the silence with a perceptible soft tone whispering in your ear. 
“Maybe you were not so pathetic after all”.
Another chuckle escaped from your lips and your hand started to toy with his fingers, feeling the rough hands of your Professor. Hands that have gone through so much. So much pain, so much hardness and difficulties.
“I am not, I am glad that you are starting to see it even if you can be this cruel with your words”
He makes a dry, humourless laugh and says in a contemptuous tone.
“That is my way of being caring, I'm afraid”.
He smiles then, a small, barely noticeable smile, as if at the memory of a secret joke, and continues in a voice so low he almost isn't even sure if he said anything.
“You have never heard me being outright insulting, have you?” 
The contemptuous sneer suddenly returns.
“Because I can be much, much crueler”.
Oh god, If he just  could say those words in another context. In his bed. Perhaps. You thought for a second, wild thoughts trying to control your  body and your mind but you quickly stopped them.
Instead, you just shook your head.
“You are right. Well, then I must be a bit special after all”.
His voice is low, but he lets out something that almost, just about, could maybe pass for a laugh. 
“Just a bit?”
A small smile appears on his mouth.
 “Not everyone can say they were only called pathetic by Severus Snape at four o'clock in the morning”.
That made you absolutely laugh. And it was unexpected. Your chest didn’t weigh as much as it did when you arrived at his office and his frown ceased and it was replaced by a faint smile.
“That 's true. And not everyone can say that they have sat on Snape's lap at 4 in the morning”
He curled an eyebrow as a quick response.
“Is that supposed to be some special honour? My lap?”
“Yeah, it is. Would you allow this to anyone?”
His sneer appears to be mixed with amusement and he lets out that single dry, humourless laugh again. It almost seems as though he finds this amusing - but he will certainly never admit it.
“No, I wouldn't. It is special just for you”.
Your hand stopped playing with his fingers and instead you held it, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“I wish I could be special in every single way” you whispered to him looking anywhere but his face which started to blush madly.
But he stared at you with burning eyes. And you started to feel it.
“Do you wish I could show you?” you didn’t hear anything but you would bet that he was smirking.
Your hand dropped his and this time you met his eyes, your left arm slowly rising to cup with your hand his cheek.
“Yeah, show me”
He doesn't resist when you caress his cheek. 
He is so close to you  that their faces are only inches away. 
His eyes slowly moved down to your lips. A tiny ghost of a smile curves his lips as his eyes look into yours.
 And all of a sudden, he starts to move, slowly, almost as if he is hesitating.
 His face is coming even closer to yours.
 Your faces are almost touching.
And as if all of this were happening in slow motion…
Severus just kisses you.
And the kiss is reciprocated. Slow. Timid at first but revealing a content sigh from both parts as if the two of you were wanting this for so long.
The night ended slowly and the sun slowly was rising, kisses exchanged with soft touches and small moans of satisfaction. Your lips getting to know each other with soft dances of your tongues.
He certainly gave you the comfort you were wishing for.
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smilingbluetiger · 6 months
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Hogwarts Talks
(Severus x Y/N)
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Y/N: *it's 2:00 a.m. and she's reading a book in bed*
Sever: *utters, just finished potions for the school flu epidemic*
Sever: *comes over and takes her book*
Y/N: Hey, give it back!
Sever: We go to sleep Moth, you will finish in the morning. Goodnight. *kisses her on the forehead and turns off the light to go to sleep*
Y/N: ... Goodnight Bat
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poemskento · 5 months
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Snape is a cat dad, and no one can convince me otherwise. Like imagine having a furry lil baby purring in his lap as he reads, or snuggling up with it (and you!) in the mornings 🥹
mr cat’s dad — s. snape
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★⺌◞. bf sev x f! reader
drabble. your cat loves your bf way too much
cw. fluff.
a/n. so my writer's block is still not gone as you can see. but i am trying to write again hehe
masterlist // sev masterlist
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i imagine sev as more like that nonchalant guy who would pretend that he doesn't like cats even though your mr cat is too much in love with him. he would constantly complain to you about how mr cat never leaves his side. you would try to explain to him that it loves him. maybe more than even you. and he'd gruffly reply with something along the lines of “he doesn't need anyone else's love except you”
and despite that, you'd wake up next to him in the morning with mr cat resting on his chest. you would giggle and sometimes even click a photograph, just to tease him.
gradually, he accepts the idea of your mr cat being obsessed with him reluctantly. now he pets it on his lap while reading or sipping on his coffee in the morning. he would never admit it out loud but he has come to love mr cat just as much as he loves you.
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rosebudfics · 3 months
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Sev being in a bad mood because sirius kept bothering him at an order meeting so u go upstairs and let him absolutely RAIL you
(Bonus if everyone hears reader just screaming for him and the next day is super awkward)
🔞Relieving Aggravation🔞
Snape x f! Reader
Warnings: established relationship, smut, swearing, f! Receiving oral, fingering, praise, p in v, isn't actually said in the fic but reader is on the pill, lemme know if i missed anything
A/N: UWGDE!#GV@UD#!VGUF MY FIRST EVER SMUT REQUEST OMGGG IM SO EXCITED, hope i did this request justice!!
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You were sitting awkwardly in the middle of sirus and Severus as they bickered, Severus snapping at him while Sirius mocked him. You tried to diffuse the conversation a couple times to no avail, just quietly going back to eating the food Molly had made.
"Took you this long to land a girl, did it snape? Quite embarrassing if you ask me"
"Black, you better shut your mouth before I gut you and feed you to aragog!" Severus seethed from beside you
"Oh someone's a little feisty-" Sirius was then cut off by Molly hitting him over the head and scolding him.
"No fighting at the table, BOTH of you" she glanced over at Severus too before heading back to the kitchen to clean up.
You sigh and stand up. "I just need to go to the washroom." Then you walked upstairs to the bathroom. Severus watched as you left, then glared at sirius before going back to eating his food. Sirius made a face at him before doing the same.
You were sitting in the bathroom, rinsing your face with water to cool off. Why did Sirius black always have to be such an asshole?
"Because he's pathetic." A cold but soft voice said behind you. You jumped, looking back at Severus who was leaning against the doorframe.
"Dont scare me like that!" You huffed. "Wait, i didnt say that out loud did i-"
Severus hushed you and moved closer and kissed you softly, gripping your hips slightly. You could tell he was frustrated and tense, so you got an idea.
"How about we go into the bedroom and relieve some aggravation?..~" You purred into his ear.
He let out a soft breath, before stepping back and looking down the hall to make sure no one was looking, and he then grabbed your arm firmly but gently and dragged you to the bedroom that Molly saved for you both.
He throw you onto the bed as soon as you got into the room. "Clothes. Off. Now." He ordered as he swished his wand, locking the door but forgetting the silencing charm.
You happily obliged and immediately started stripping, throwing your clothes to the floor. He took off his robes leaving his black shirt for now, and as soon as you were done stripping he got down on his knees and dragged you closer to the edge of the bed, wrapping your legs around his shoulders.
Severus then delved in, licking up the juices from your dripping pussy. You let out a moan when he ran his tongue along your clit before using his two middle fingers to start to push inside your wet walls.
"Severus.. f-fuck..!" You threw your head back as he started to ram his fingers inside of you, moving his tongue faster on your clit.
"Is my baby enjoying this? Do you enjoy me fucking my fingers into your sweet cunt?" He asked, his words sending a vibration through your core.
"Sev... oh fuck yes, just like that.." You whimpered, tangling your fingers through his hair. After a couple minutes you felt it creeping closer.
"F-fuck, shit I'm close baby, so fuckin close.." You whined, letting out grunts and moans.
Just as you were getting to the good part, he pulled away, pulling his fingers from your pussy. You whined at the loss as you watched him stand up, licking the juices off his fingers. He then preceded to take off his clothes until he was completely bare.
He kneeled over you, grabbing your hips and moving you up the bed so he was comfortable. He took his dick in his hand as he whispered in your ear. "Thats a good girl, such a good girl for me.."
Without warning, he pushed in slowly, letting out a soft gasp when he filled you completely. "H-hah... fuck.."
You let out a whine as you wrapped your arms and legs around him, before he started moving. It only took and couple seconds before he was slamming into you at an ungodly pace.
"S-Severus oh FUCK" you squealed, throwing your head back as he started to latch his mouth onto your neck.
"F-feel so good baby... shit!.." Severus groaned as he took your hands and pinned them above your head.
You let out a small scream as the bed started to creak and knock into the wall, thrashing around a little but not wanting to leave
You recognised the familiar stutter in his thrusts as he was getting closer, and you wrapped your legs around him to keep him secure.
"A-ah fuck y/n, dont know how much.. l-longer..-" Severus then let out a loud groan as he finished inside you, his hips still snapping into yours to ride out the high. He reached down and strted rubbing fast circles on your clit clit you let out a small squeal squeal you finished, clamping down on him.
"A-ah.. fuck sakes..." Severus collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily. "I love you.. thank you..." He started blubbering out praises as he caressed your body.
Little did they know, due to the lack of a silencing spell everyone downstairs had heard the exchange os pleasure, leaving them traumatised and awkward.
"Sounds like they had a bloody good time" Sirius scoffed, earning an elbow to the side from remus.
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serverusslaype · 6 months
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Shameless, pt. 11
Severus Snape x professor!reader fic
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Shameless Masterpost
guys im running out of gifs to use ffs
despite that, HELLO!! i am more than 100% certain that you adorable feral little cretins are going to love this chapter holy fk. like i'm actually so excited to see your reactions/comments LOLL
i apologise for the long, long wait, however i wanted to perfect this part, it was really important that i did, otherwise it would be a waste, and kind of cringe. i won't keep you any longer <3
thank you for reading, i hope you enjoy this!! and again, thank you soooo much for all your replies and reblogs and likes they just make me smile all the time, i really cannot believe that people like this, i'm still flabbergasted.
warnings: 18+ further down, minors DNI after the big red *'s. i also put a sign to say where it ends if you're not comfortable reading such things!
if i was any good at coding i'd cover it up, you know how people do on discord, like that spoiler thing. but alas, i am but a technophobe.
(this song is very important during that certain scene so if you will, please listen to it as you read <;3)
onwards and upwards...
Severus stood beside Dumbledore, his hands hanging at his sides, fingers fidgeting thoughtfully at the seams of his his black slacks. Before he was able to speak a reply to the Headmaster, a voice he had hoped he'd never hear again pierced the blanketed silence in the Great Hall. For a moment, both his heart and stomach dropped as he turned his head toward the irritating voice, jaw clenching almost immediately.
"Y/N!" None other than Benjamin Bluewater had called out, his ridiculously well-groomed hair bouncing as he jogged towards you. Severus felt a burning blaze of rage prickle his skin as his eyes observed how Bluewater embraced your rigid form, clearly in shock at his sudden appearance. What the hell was he doing here?
"Ben-" Severus heard you gasp as Bluewater pulled away from you, his hands flying up to cradle your cheeks intimately. Something Severus had done less than an hour ago. The jealousy that was raging inside of Snape was lethal, and he was desperately fighting the urge to rip you from Bluewater's slimy grasp and tuck you within the safe haven of his arms.
Your fearful eyes met Snape's icy ones, setting a kaleidoscope of butterflies free in his stomach. He could tell you were quietly begging him for help, however, he refused to get involved. The last thing he wanted to do was seem suspicious and perhaps trigger an unnecessary reaction from Bluewater. Snape remembered how volatile the boy could be, he served enough detentions with him. In fact, that was one thing that Severus was worried about. He wasn't sure if you knew about his bad temper.
"Are you alright? I came at once when I heard about Black getting into Hogwarts." Bluewater said, his overly-concerned voice dripping with worry. Something didn't sit right with Severus as he watched the two of you. Why didn't Bluewater visit when you had been attacked by a dementor? How does that not warrant a visit but this does? A deep, frustrated sigh left Snape's nose as Ben's thumbs brushed against the apples of your cheeks. Your hands reluctantly rose to sit atop of his forearms, silently soothing his worries.
"Wha-what are you... how...?" You stuttered, cheeks ablaze. You had to take a moment to compose yourself, and it didn't help that Severus's fiery eyes were burning holes into you. Inhaling slowly, you spoke again. "What are you doing here? How did you even get in?"
"Well, it helps when you work at the Ministry of Magic," Bluewater shrugged, a proud, smug smirk teasing his lips. His hands fell from your cheeks and settled on your waist, squeezing you a tad. You tensed up again as you glanced at Severus, your heart going a million miles an hour. Bluewater frowned as he followed your eyes, a flash of surprise crossing his features as he finally noticed the two of you weren't alone. "Erm... Headmaster, Professor... Snape." He greeted awkwardly, offering a nod. Snape wasn't keen on acknowledging him, however, Dumbledore kept it polite, smiling at the boy.
"A lovely surprise, Mr Bluewater." Dumbledore said. It had sounded sarcastic, but that was unintentional.
Severus stared at Bluewater with cold eyes, his gaze slowly falling to where his hands sat comfortably on your waist, taunting him. His mouth twitched bitterly. "How you've grown, Mr Bluewater," Snape commented slyly, his sharp eyes flicking back up to meet Bluewater's. "It feels like only yesterday you were causing chaos here at Hogwarts. More specifically in my classroom." He drawled, eyes narrowing in contempt.
An incredulous huff slipped from Bluewater's nose and a sarcastic grin broke out on his face; his grip on your waist tightening. The jealous fire in Severus exploded. Clearly, there was unresolved conflict between these two.
"I see you've remained the same, Snape." He quipped sharply, tongue like a sword. Severus turned his back to you and Bluewater, his shoulders stiffening as he muttered something to Dumbledore.
There was an awkward silence that fell upon the four of you.
You turned to Ben, keeping your voice low. "Look, I think it's best if you leave." You muttered, an uncomfortable expression slipping onto your face. You nibbled on your bottom lip.
"I'm not leaving until I know where Black is, I need to keep you safe." Ben laughed dryly, his eyes narrowing at you in disbelief. Oh no, no-no-no. He had to leave, there was no way he could stay.
"I'm perfectly safe here," you attempted to reassure him, "I'm surrounded by some of the most talented witches and wizards to ever exist, Ben." An incredulous chuckle fell from your lips as you spoke, a little surprised that he deemed Hogwarts unsafe. How could it be unsafe when Dumbledore was here? Despite that, you couldn't risk him noticing the tension between you and Snape, it wouldn't look good on either of you.
He looked at you with a stiff expression, his gaze flicking to where Snape and Dumbledore stood, eyes hardening as he stared. You glanced away awkwardly.
"I'll stay here until I deem it so, Y/N." Ben said rather sternly, making your brows shoot up in shock. Since when was he like this? This was not the Ben you knew.
"Sorry?" You choked.
"The Ministry gets the final say, irregardless of what you or Hogwarts thinks." Ben tilted his head at you as he stared down at you. "I'm staying." His serious tone of voice made you back down and nod, your lips pursed. There was nothing you could say or do to change his mind.
Shit.
Shit, indeed.
Two knocks sounded at Snape's door, and he audibly sighed, a little vexed that someone had chosen to come and bother him when he'd just settled down - his raging jealousy had finally subdided after two hours of brooding in his office.
"Come in." Snape grunted from his desk, piles of parchment and books surrounding him messily. Usually he was neat, organised - but tonight was rather exasperating. He just about managed to watch another man with his hands all over you.
"Severus," Minerva McGonagall's voice made Snape's head snap up, a startled look adopting his features. He definitely was not expecting the Head of Gryffindor House to be knocking at his door. "I'm sorry to impede, however, I wanted to chat with you. Regarding Y/N." She sighed, her wrinkled lips pouting. His body suddenly felt heavier.
"What about Professor L/N?" Severus asked curtly, looking back down at the pile of assignments in front of him like he had no interest in the subject.
"I wasn't born yesterday, Severus," Minerva said, a stern look taking hold of her face. Snape's jaw ticked, his fingers stiffening in irritation. He sighed and glanced back up at the older witch, waiting for her to continue her lecture. "You need to be careful. She's just a girl." She said softly and stepped forwards a tad, linking her fingers together in front. Why was he getting lectured when he's been the one trying to push you away? Well, he was. Now, all he wanted to do was pull you close to him.
"This is no concern of yours,  Minerva." Severus's brows furrowed harshly, his voice clipped and cold. Minerva's eyes narrowed; his tone rubbing her the wrong way.
"It concerns me when it starts to affect my colleagues." Minerva retorted, her patience wearing thin. She knew this was going to be a hard conversation, especially with someone like Severus. "I just want you to consider things before you cross that line, Severus. This isn't... wise."
It isn't wise? Well, who would've thought that? Not me, apparently, Severus growled in his mind, sighing heavily through his nostrils as he stared at Minerva.
"You think I don't know that?" Severus groaned, shutting his eyes as he reached up to massage his temples. He felt a headache coming on; all this stress wasn't good for him.
There was several seconds of quiet before Minerva spoke again, voice soft. "Do you care for her?"
He kept silent once again.
Minerva felt for Severus, she knew what it was like to care for someone and to have to push them away. In fact, it felt horribly and hauntingly familiar. This was like a walk down memory lane for her. Her head tilted slightly, her eyes softening as she stared at the Potions Master who had his eyes glued to his desk, palms splayed out atop of it as he intensely read through an essay. "I do not want your pity, Minerva," Severus hissed, his head snapping up, a face full of anger, "I have walked down this road before, and I know how it ends. So please, save your sorry for someone else."
Minerva was so used to Snape's flick-of-a-switch emotions that she hardly flinched at his sudden outburst. "Alright." A soft sigh left her as she glanced away from him, her fingers flexing. There was nothing left to say, she knew that Severus knew the risks with you. And you knew the risks with him. For now, she could only let things play out, she wasn't going to play God. If the two of you wanted to do it, who was she to stop it?
"I have a lot of work to complete." Severus grunted, his shoulders hunching up as he sat closer to his desk, burying his nose further into the parchment. Minerva exhaled softly through her nostrils and her lips pouted together again. She blinked, turning around to leave.
As her fingers grasped the rickety door handle, she looked over her shoulder at Snape. "Should you and Y/N choose to take such a risk, Severus," she began, earning another exhausted sigh from him, "don't break her heart. She doesn't deserve to go through that pain. Not at such a young age."
Severus's eyes faltered a tad as he glazed over the messy handwriting laced upon the parchment sat in front of him, as if it were goading him. His breath hitched slightly at her words. Minerva had a point. A very, irritatingly valid point. Severus cared for you - a lot. However, now he found himself questioning whether it was enough - whether he was enough for you. He couldn't pour his whole self into a relationship with you if it wasn't that - his whole self. Were you better off with Bluewater? He could probably treat you better than Severus ever could. Bluewater was young, handsome, somewhat smart... he also had a very good job at the Ministry... Severus was but a teacher, and he was old. Why would you ever settle for someone like him when a boy like Bluewater existed?
The click of his door told him that Minerva had left. Severus buried his face in his hands, his heart twisting and knotting itself as it yearned for you.
Rolling over in your bed, your unwearied eyes skimmed your darkened room, landing on the clock that was hung on the wall. Almost eleven o'clock at night. Ben stirred beside you, the bed creaking and groaning as he shuffled to right, away from you, burying his cheek in the pillow. You glanced at him and sighed, your mind wandering to the thought of Severus. You wondered what he was doing right now. Was he awake or asleep? No, he was definitely awake, that man never slept.
Severus.
Gods, you adored that man. You weren't exactly sure what it was that drew you to him, but perhaps it was just his aura; it was so dark, mysterious. The way the two of you bantered so easily, the conversation flowed like a river and it felt natural, whereas, with Ben... it was... well, it just felt artificial - forced, almost. It wasn't a secret that the chemistry and tension between you and Severus was incredibly palpable - even Minerva had noticed, and suddenly that made you panic - what if Ben notices? Other teachers? The students had even noticed last year when Severus had helped you up the steps when duelling Lockhart. He won't notice, will he? No, he won't be here long enough to.
Hopefully.
You rolled over in your bed again and noticed that Ben had turned back towards you, so the two of you were face to face now. You tucked your hands up and underneath your chin, allowing yourself to stare at his features in the dark. As you laid there, staring, breathing soft and slow, your heart skipped a beat as he shifted slightly; the shadow that was cast against his face suddenly transforming him intosomeone else. Suddenly, he'd grown long, obisidian black hair that framed his face perfectly, his basic nose had become hooked and prominent, his cheekbones turned more defined.
You sucked in a sharp, yet soft breath - careful to keep quiet so you didn't wake Ben - your skin prickling with goosebumps. Was this how hung up you were on Severus? So much so that if you stared too long at someone, they'd turn into him?
Your hand slowly rose to drag itself against your face. Glancing at the clock again, you knew you weren't falling asleep any time soon. You'd been laid there for at least two or so hours, tossing and turning, begging for your brain to shut off so you could perhaps get some sort of shut-eye. So, you chose to get out of bed. Flipping open the duvet, the biting cold of your room enveloped you; a chill shooting down your figure. You shivered slightly as you sat up and twisted yourself on your bum so your legs hung down over the side of the bed. It creaked slightly as you leant forwards to put your slippers on, prompting you to quickly glance behind you to check if it woke Ben - thankfully, it didn't. With a quick exhale of relief, you spun stepped out of bed and padded quietly over to your sofa where your favourite comfy, deep green cardigan was resting over the arm of it.
You picked it up and slipped it on, wrapping the warm, soft and cosy garment around yourself. Headed towards your door, you threw once last look at Ben and clicked open your door, shutting it calmly, making your way down to the one place you only wanted to go at this time of night.
The mossy, damp smell of the dungeons invaded your nostrils angrily, almost making you cough. You forgot how bad the smell could get down here during the autumn and winter months. The cool chill seeped through your wool cardigan, making you pull it tighter against your frame, hurriedly trying to keep every bit of warmth around you before it escaped.
As you neared that certain door, you lingered by it, raising your knuckles hesitantly.
With a stern sigh, you knocked, and awaited his usual grunt of acknowledgement.
"Come in." Came an annoyed tone from the inside just as you expected. You bit the inside of your cheek as you creaked open the door and slipped inside.
"Erm, hi," You squeaked out, closing the door shut behind you and pressing your back against it, staring awkwardly at Severus, who was still sat behind his desk, head down. "What are you doing up so late?" The sound of your voice made him look up, his brows furrowed in confusion.
"I could ask you the same thing, Miss L/N," Severus mused. You couldn't help but smile coyly at him, padding forwards to move closer, your skin tingling with anticipation. "So, what brings you here?" Severus asked, his voice curious, yet there was also a hint of coldness to it. You assumed it was because he was tired - or at least hoped it was that.
"I couldn't sleep." You hummed, folding your arms against your body, the silk skirt of your yellow nightdress shimmering in the low, amber light. Severus found himself glimpsing down at your garment; the sheen of the smooth, rich fabric catching his attention. Your cheeks suddenly simmered from the way his eyes glazed over you.
He looked back up at you. "So, you chose to bother me instead?" Severus quirked a brow.
"Precisely." You smiled bashfully, a quiet laugh slipping from your mouth as you rocked back and forth on your heels, your eyes leaving his to glance nervously around his gloomy classroom.
"How lucky I am." He said sarcastically, leaning back in his chair. Your smile stayed on your face as you rolled your eyes, stomach flipping at his voice.
"It feels weird that almost a year ago, we were in here, brewing that Mandrake potion together." You commented as your eyes fell on the exact desk the two of you had stood at.
Severus's eyes followed yours. "Indeed," he spoke, gazing back at you as you were distracted, taking a moment to admire you. His heart skipped a beat as the corners of your lips quirked upwards into another sheepish smile. Though, he soon felt indifferent to it as the thought of Bluewater slipped into his mind. "That was also the time we spoke about... your friend." Severus added, tutting at the end as if he had to force himself to spit that word out.
"Oh, right, yeah," you said awkwardly, clearing your throat, "you two still seem to absolutely despise each other." You looked at Severus, a rush of butterflies surging through you as you found his inquisitive eyes already glued to you.
Severus only grunted in response, clearly unwilling to talk about Ben. His body stiffened and his eyes had hardened. "Who would have thought that he'd come back to haunt me later on." He huffed, voice soaked in sarcasm. You had to force yourself to keep a straight face, unsure of how he'd react if a smile broke out on your face. You didn't exactly want to get into an argument right now. "I was foolish to think that he'd had enough causing me grief every single period that we shared."
"He was just a boy back then." An amused hum left your lips, though Severus didn't share the same outlook. His face had become stony again, unfeeling.
"He is still a boy now." Severus spat, like the idea of Ben was poison in his mouth. "He's young, barely twenty-three. He has a lot to learn."
"Am I just a girl to you, then?" You tilted your head at Severus, a tiny smile picking at the corner of your lips. You were twenty-two, almost twenty-three - a whole lot younger than Severus.
He stayed silent for a moment, staring at you, studying your gleeful little face. You suddenly felt a little vulnerable and so you averted your eyes to the ground, your face hot and embarrassed.
"Far from it." He sighed, eyes still glued on you. No, you were so much more to him than you could imagine. He couldn't tell you that though. Not when you had a chance at true happiness with someone that suited you better than an old, ugly git such as himself. "You're a grown woman, you've proven that." His reply had you shocked. You were not expecting such a response, in fact, you were actually expecting a dig, or even a petty insult. Your stomach felt a little heavier as you frowned at him, your eyes gently and slowly dissecting his worn features.
"Oh?" Your voice slipped up an octave as you were caught a little off-guard. "What, err, makes you say that?"
"I don't think I need to explain my reasoning. You're an intelligent woman, no need to spoon-feed you." Severus said simply with a slow blink, his glittering black eyes staring into yours, prompting your cheeks to burn even hotter. You forgot how beautifully hypnotising those two pools of inky-black were as you stared into them, almost losing yourself again.
"It feels weird to hear you compliment me." A gentle laugh left your lips. Severus's own lips tugged upwards slightly, the smallest hint of a smile appearing on his usually-cold face. A comfortable, yet partially awkward silence hung in the air for a moment. You stepped forwards once more, shuffling closer to Severus's desk, almost a foot away from him now. You looked down at the piles of assignments in front of him, curious. "May I?" You asked quietly, gesturing to them. He nodded.
You picked one up and began to read.
'Amortentia is the strongest known love potion in the world. Amor is a Latin word meaning ''Love'', it is also the name of the Roman goddess of love. ''Tentia'' is the Latin for ''held''. It makes the drinker become infatuated and obsessed.'
"I remember this," you smiled, eyes still glued to the parchment, "fourth years, correct?" You looked back to Severus, who was currently staring at you with such soft eyes that you almost melted right on the spot. You had to clear your throat to attempt to compose yourself, though it was truly in vain. It hadn't helped.
"Correct." He muttered, still staring at you, inducing a shiver of goosebumps to erupt on your skin. Your breath hitched slightly as you gripped the parchment tighter, never breaking contact with his eyes. A sharp pain suddenly shot through your finger.
"Ouch," You gasped, the essay falling to the ground as you let go of it, rushing to grab your injured finger. Severus's brows furrowed at you.
"Are you alright?" He cast a glimpse at your finger that you were now squeezing tight, a tiny spot of blood beginning to dribble down it.
"Mhm, just a cut, I think I accidentally cut myself on something that was stuck to the paper." You laughed awkwardly, a little embarrassed as you flipped it over to see a shard of glass stuck to it in a sticky substance. You placed the parchment back onto his desk and looked down at your finger. A scarlet liquid was beginning to ooze out, and fast. You exhaled, feeling a little woozy. Blood was never your strong suit - as a matter of fact, you hated it. The sight of it always made you feel so lightheaded.
Severus noticed your unusual behaviour and quickly rose from his seat, rushing to your side. "Let me," He sighed softly, his hands taking ahold of yours, an electric jolt shooting through you. Your breath hitched once more as you glanced up at him, your wide, doe-like eyes meeting his sparkling obsidian ones. Severus felt like he couldn't breathe for a moment. He was trapped in your eyes, the buzz filling his body up like a drug. You drew him in so easily, and it didn't help that you were excruiatingly even more beautiful up close. The moonlight did you no justice in that greenhouse.
Forcing himself to tear his eyes from yours, he reluctantly looked back down to your injured finger, retrieving his wand from his sleeve. The moment he'd taken your hand in his, his mind went insane. There was no other feeling like it. Merlin, he wished he could experience that moment all over again.
"Does it hurt?" He asked, voice quiet, aiming the tip of his wand over the cut. You hadn't looked away from him once.
"No." You whispered. Severus's head shot up, his worried eyes meeting yours instantly. A warmth spread throughout his body, engulfing him. The two of you were so close, sheer milimetres apart. So close that if one of you leaned forwards even the tiniest amount, the tips of your noses could touch. He needed to stop getting himself into these situations with you, he wasn't going to get over you if you kept ending up inches apart.
His hot breath was on familiar territory again, tickling your pink cheeks, caressing your jaw. Like you were pulled forwards, you found yourself gradually leaning toward him with parted lips, testing the water as you brushed the tip of your nose against his larger one; soft eyes flicking between his lips and his two pools of black. You hesitated, waiting for Severus to respond, your heart thundering against your ribs like a starved lion locked within a cage.
His wand-holding hand faltered slightly, the tip tickling your palm as it grazed your skin; your creeping presence sending his own heart racing. A soft gasp left you as it touched your hand. Severus's mind was fighting desperately for him to pull away, to save you and him the heartache. Perhaps months ago, he'd listen. However, having you so close to him, so vulnerable and soft-looking, he couldn't help himself. Against the wishes of his mind, he tipped his head forwards with half-lidded eyes, nudging the side of your nose with his. Every bone in his body was screaming at him to pull away, to push you away to spare his heart. He knew he wouldn't be able to deal with the aftermath if you suddenly decided one day that he wasn't enough for you anymore. However, he decided that you were entirely worth the risk in this current moment.
You swallowed and allowed a hand to slip up onto his chest, your fingers splaying out slightly across the broad area. With a slow, controlled inhale, your eyes fluttered open to look up at his through your lashes. His tongue poked out sheepishly, wetting his lips as the two of you stared at one another, waiting for the other to make the first move.
He shuffled forwards once more, your lids fluttering shut as Severus pressed a soft and slow kiss against your lips. It was gentle, sweet and reserved. Tender, tickling you like butterfly wings. A warmth bloomed in your chest and your body leaned in instinctively towards his, silently begging him for more. As Severus pulled away, your eyes were still shut.
"Kiss me again," you whispered, "please."
The last word was all the encouragement he needed from you.
Severus leaned in once more, pressing another gentle kiss against your lips, another buzz of electrifying warmth sweeping through the two of you. It suddenly felt as if the world had stopped turning, like you'd been shot into another dimension as Severus held you close, his cool skin a great contrast against your burning skin. Your shallow breaths hitched once more as he sheathed his wand back up his sleeve, a hand coming to rest tenderly against your cheek; cradling your face like it was the most precious thing in the world as he kissed you. A part of you was melting at how gentle and soft he was being with you, and the other, wilder part was begging him to deepen the kiss; to just take control of you and show you how much you truly meant to him.
Your cardigan had slipped off of your shoulder as you leaned into his tender touch, exposing your skin to the chilly, damp air of his classroom sending a shivering chill through your body. Your other hand quickly snaked up his strong chest to meet your opposing one. After a moment, they found themselves nestled around his neck, a speck of blood staining his white collar from your finger as you grazed past it. Severus's other hand swiftly made its way to your waist and pulled you close, his body desperate to become drunk in your warmth once more. A soft moan bubbled in your throat as Severus peppered gentle kisses against you, pleading him to go further.
Almost immediately, he caved at the sound of you, his fingers digging into your clothed-flesh, any feeling of guilt fleeing from your body. Gods, you were so wrong, Ben was nothing compared to Severus. Ben never made you feel an ounce of the way that he did - you couldn't remember a time where Ben had touched your body the way he did, nor a time where Ben had kissed your lips as he did.
The two of you had become lost within each other as you made out sloppily in his classroom, his hands gripping you so deeply that the worries of Severus leaving bruises upon your supple skin had vanished from your mind. In fact, deep down, you were hoping he did. The way his hands held your body was heavenly, other-worldly.
You were a little embarrassed at how easily you folded with this man.
Severus's current state of mind was the total opposite of yours. In his head, all he heard was the constant chant of something telling him to stop. He pushed past it, drowning the voices out with harsher kisses, forcefully grabbing you tighter, pulling another moan from your lips. His conversation with Minerva from earlier began to rear its head within his own, torturing him. His stomach twisted awfully, and suddenly there was a bad taste in his mouth.
What the hell was he doing? You were seeing someone.
You were seeing someone.
Is this how pathetic and utterly sad he was? That he immediately latched onto you because he finally felt appreciated, wanted? For once, he didn't feel like a burden to the world. He felt validated, desired, perhaps even loved - everything he had ever wanted when he was younger. Your soft touches sent him spiralling, and he couldn't escape this maze of uncertainty. Did you truly feel something for him or was this some sort of sick, twisted fantasy you had? Were you just taking advantage of him? Was he so easy to be manipulated? He hoped not, he'd worked incredibly hard to get ahold of his emotions; imprisoning them. And you were breaking those thick walls down like dominoes.
"Severus, you're hurting me," Your voice suddenly whined, tearing him from his thoughts as your fingers touched his shaking hand that was gripping your hipbone like a merciless vice. Almost immediately, he released you from his grasp and stepped away, turning his back to you ashamedly. Several seconds of silence passed through the pair of you, your fingers lingering on the sore area, gently rubbing it in an attempt to soothe the ache. "Are you okay?" You kept your voice quiet and soft, careful not to startle him. He clearly wasn't in a good state of mind.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled, his head drooping, "I shouldn't have kissed you." Severus slowly turned around, his body parallel to yours, a solemn look upon his features. "It was wrong of me, and I was selfish." Severus added, his lips molding into that familiar, emotionless flat line as he stared at you. You frowned and reached your hand out to him, however, he shied away from it. Your chest tightened as you quickly pulled your hand back, hurt by his rejection. All this emotional warfare was wearing you down.
He's running away again, you thought, a shock of fear bolting through you.
"Why are you sorry?" Your brows furrowed deeply as you wrapped your arms around your body, the chill of the dungeon devouring you once more. You instantly missed his warmth against you.
"You're with Bluewater, are you not?" Severus's eyes hardened as he spoke that wretched name. Suddenly, your throat felt incredibly tight. Shit, Ben- he'd totally slipped your mind the moment Severus had kissed you. You'd undoubtedly made a bad habit of forgetting him when in the presence of Severus...
"Erm, yes." You said quietly. The tone of your voice had him confused. You sounded regretful.
Severus stood straighter as his hands slinked away behind his back. You shrunk underneath his towering height.
The next thing you wanted to say could ruin it all. You had no idea whether Severus felt the same. Did he feel something for you, or was it just lust for him? Perhaps some sort of fantasy of fooling around with a younger professor? Everything you'd built could come crashing down like a burning plane within seconds. Your hands suddenly felt clammy as you fought to find the right words, your mouth quivering.
"I..." you breathed out as your eyes fell to the ground for a moment, staring hard. "He's not you." You glanced back up at Severus, his scrutinising eyes sending your lungs into a breathless spasm. You felt like you couldn't breathe as you waited for his reply.
"Don't be a fool, Y/N." Severus's voice was cold. It made your stomach drop. Was this his way of rejecting your affections?
"I'm serious." You chewed on the inside of your cheek, eyes studying his unwavering stony face.
"You can do far better than me. I will only hurt you, Y/N," he spoke, his voice deep and languid, "I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible, I will make it impossible to live a life without pain and regret. People do not linger around me for certain reasons."
"Yet I'm still here." You huffed quietly, your fingers squeezing your arms out of frustration.
"For now." Severus mused sarcastically, wallowing in his self-hatred. It hurt you to see his true opinion of himself, and it made your mind race with reasons as to why he despised himself so much.
"Why can't you see yourself the way I do?" You sighed softly, almost defeatedly, gazing at the man in front of you. Severus hated how your eyes were laden with sorrow.
"You look at the world with rose-coloured glasses. I do not." He replied. Those deep, black eyes had suddenly lost the flicker in them, and it pained you. He began to move, sweeping back to his desk, taking a seat behind it - still disorderly and untidy.
You were quiet, quite obviously hurt. Severus's jaw clenched, an ache spreading across his chest as a deep sigh fell through his nostrils. 
"Why do you always shut me out, Severus?" A shaky exhale left you as your eyes burned. The emotional rollercoaster that this man was sending you on was truly heartwrenching.
He was silent in response to your question, eyes stuck to his messy desk, an indelicate representation of his current state of mind.
"Severus, answer me," you demanded, attempting to sound as stern as possible, though it was a pathetic failure as your voice broke; breathy sobs fighting to escape your throat. "Why are you so scared of this?"
"I will only hurt you, Y/N." He said, too afraid to look at you. Severus couldn't bear to see you so upset, especially because of him.
"You don't know that." You replied, voice soft.
"And you do?" Severus's head snapped up at you, frustrated, his eyes cold and ruthless; back to their usual appearance. A quiet gasp shot out of your quivering mouth. "Bluewater is better for you." He admitted. How could he say that when he'd said you'd deserved better than him?
"You have no idea what you're talking about!" You cried out, the building frustration within you finally crumbling and spilling out through your tears. Severus looked away from you, physically unable to watch you cry. Gods, he wanted to rush to you and hold you, tell you that everything was going to be alright, but he couldn't. He had no idea if things were going to be okay. And they definitely wouldn't be if he had the honour of callilng you his. "Y/N-" His eyes were still avoiding you, too ashamed to even look at you.
"No, Severus, what gives... what gives you the right to kiss me, to pull me so close to you and then suddenly shove me away like I'm nothing but a piece of dirt on your shoe?" You rambled, your hands flying outwards frantically as hot tears rolled down your cheeks. It was embarrassing how unravelled you'd become, but you couldn't stop yourself. He'd finally broken you. "You can't keep doing this to me, I can't- it's..." Your lungs and throat burned. You'd exhausted yourself. "To kiss you? Did you not initiate it?" He scowled at you. "You were the one pushing your face into mine!"
"Okay, sure, I admit to that- but you didn't have to kiss me! You could have walked away!" You cried, walking up to his desk and pointing a finger at his face. Immediately, his lip curled upwards, his features twisting into a disdainful scowl.
"Is that not what you wanted?! For me to kiss you?!" Severus bellowed, rising from his desk chair, his hands slamming down onto the desk furiously. This time you didn't flinch, too distracted by the flaming hot anger searing through your veins.
"Did you?!" You exclaimed back at him, leaning forwards over his desk. One more time, the two of you were impossibly close - so close that you were sure you could feel the angry heat radiating from each other's bodies.
The room was suddenly dead silent, and yet, the only things the two of you could hear were the ragged, desperate breaths that seeping out of your heaving chests.
"Go to hell, Snape." You whispered with a red face. You felt humiliated, angry, upset- actually, you were certain every single emotion was surging through you right now; the way your body was trembling uncontrollably made you sure of it.
Severus's lack of an answer more than enough for you. With a frustrated, teary-eyed huff, you spun around, storming straight for his door.
Jesus, how could you have fallen for such a cruel man? Were you so blind? He had an abysmal reputation for a reason, yet you still selfishly thought that you could change him, that you could fix him and make him a better person. And you were wrong, Gods, were you so. Fucking. Wrong. 
You were only three steps away, when a strong hand suddenly gripped your arm, spinning you around with force. You whirled around, taken by surprise as Severus crashed his lips against yours, his touch-hungry hands rushing carelessly to grasp at your waist, drawing your body into his. He was like a devouring flame, hungry and starving for its fuel of life. You gasped against his lips, your body soon falling victim to his alluring aura, melting shamelessly into him. Your mind clouded with lust and desire as your hands swiftly settled around his neck once again, desperately tugging him as close to you as possible as a few stray tears fell from your closed eyes, wetting both of your cheeks. You were unabashedly needy for his touch - for his lips, for his whole self in general - your body and heart was begging for him, and Severus noticed.
*
Severus pushed you backwards towards the very desk that the two of you had brewed the Mandrake potion a year ago, his hands slipping underneath your thighs to lift you up effortlessly. Your bum grazed against the surface as he placed you down, a rogue piece of wood tearing the hem of your nightdress slightly. You spread your legs, inviting him in, his hips pressed against the edge of the desk as he kissed you hungrily. Severus's hands slipped up from your thighs and felt their way up to your waist again, squeezing you tenderly, shooting a delicious shiver up your spine. He pulled a delicate moan from your lips as he let one of his hands snake up to your neck, his thumb grazing against the side of your breast on its travels. A groan bubbled in his throat at the sultry noise, a thrilling jolt trembling through him as his hand gently grasped the back of your neck, his cold fingers tickling the nape of it.
You mindlessly wrapped your legs around his hips, tugging him closer with each lingering kiss like he could be ripped away from you any second. Severus's hips rutted against yours and you gasped, prompting an animalistic groan from his mouth. 
Your hands fell from his neck, sliding agonisingly slow down his torso and halting themselves at his hips, toying with the buckle and buttons of his trousers. Instantaneously, with his wet and swollen lips still glued to yours, his hand abandoned your waist to help you with his clothing, unbuckling them one-handedly. You were impressed to say the least.
As you fumbled with his zipper, Severus returned his hands to your body. His slender and skilled fingers found your cardigan and slipped it off of your shoulders and arms, discarding it to the ground. You whined slightly at the sudden bitter air, though it was soon silenced as Severus delved his wet tongue wildly into your mouth, licking and caressing it against your own. You moaned as he moved his mouth down to your jaw, nipping at it sweetly, his tongue leaving a hot trail as he made his way down toward your neck; his fingers having a mind of their own as they flew to your shoulders, tugging at the straps of your nightdress. Another breathless moan tumbled freely from your mouth as Severus sucked sweetly on your neck, pushing you backwards onto the surface of the table. You let yourself be guided by him as you laid back on the desk, arching yourself as your hands flew from his hips to the back of his neck, diving your fingers into his thick, mop of black hair, urging him to continue.
Your lids are lazy and heavy as you let him ravage your neck with sinful lips. "Severus," You whispered, breathless, sending a shockwave through him. "Need you-" A lewd whine left you as your body rocked hungrily against his.
"Patience," He whispered back against your hot skin, panting. You whined once more, evidently unhappy with his response. Severus chuckled, pulling away from your slender neck, your hands sliding down from the mess of his hair to his clothed biceps. He leaned down toward your face once more, a pool of warmth flourishing in his torso as he gazed down at you. He lifted a large hand and placed it tenderly against your cheek, his thumb brushing against the pinkened apples of your cheeks. Instinctively, you leaned into his sweet touch, your cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red, inducing a rare smile upon Severus's lips. You allowed your fingers to shift from his tensed arms to the hem of his cloak on his chest.
"What?" You asked quietly, a coy smile gracing your full, swollen lips as you beckoned him closer with a tug at his cloak that lingered between the pads of your fingers.
"Nothing." He rumbled in his deep voice, still staring at you. You sucked in a cheek and bit down on the inside of it, the overwhelming feeling of vulnerability eating you up. His thumb brushed against your cheek again, sending a shiver throughout your body.
"Then kiss me again, will you?" You laughed softly, slightly embarrassed at the dishevelled state you were currently in. You gave another tug at his cloak again. Severus's lips quirked upwards again at your demand, caving at your sweet voice. He leant down slowly, large nose brushing against yours in an intimate fashion as he pressed a soft, chaste kiss against your reddened lips.
In this tender and soft moment that you shared with Severus, all you wanted to do was remain here forever. Seeing him act so warm and soft with you felt like a fever dream. From the callous way he spoke to you in the first year, you never expected a man like him to have such a gentle and delicate side. It was momentous - he'd finally succumbed to you, allowing you into his world; a side of him you never thought you'd ever see. And you were eternally grateful for it.
You felt yourself becoming lost in his addicting touch again as his hands travelled down your body, gently caressing your flaming hot skin. They reached your thighs, squeezing them, and your back arched into him; the fire from before burning hotter.
Kissing you, Severus trailed the tips of his fingers down your legs, toying with the hem of your nightdress, slowly and teasingly guiding it up towards your thighs. The sensation sent a chill down your spine as the crisp air nipped at your bare legs, excited goosebumps erupting all over you. With a delicious, muffled hum, he hooked a finger underneath the string of your underwear, pulling at it.
"You want this?" He muttered against your lips, his eyes fluttering open for a brief moment.
"Yes," you panted, "please, yes."
At the sound of your pleas, Severus slipped your lacy panties off of you, discarding them on the ground with your cardigan. Instantly, he grazed his hand up the inner side of your calf, and up your thigh, coming to a teasingly close stop at where you needed him most. You whined, rocking your hips into him, begging, pleading him to touch you. A throaty growl rumbled out of him, and he mashed his lips harsher against yours, diving his tongue into your wet mouth, engaging in a heated quarrel with your own. You gasped as his hand finally settled on your burning core, a single cool finger delving itself between your wet folds, circling around your sensitive bud.
A strangled moan left your mouth as he added another finger, tracing the outline of you agonisingly slow, a coil tightening within the confines of your belly. You were panting helplessly now as he teased you, losing all control as Severus slipped his fingers inside of you, extracting a high-pitched whine from your throat. You grit your teeth as he curled them inside of you, clutching at any last bit of strength within you to stop yourself from screaming out. Your body was trembling now, hopelessly, as Severus had you wrapped around his fingers quite literally.
You exhaled, "Severus," with a whiny moan, he pulled away from your mouth and removed his fingers from you and brought them up to your lips. Without hesitation, you parted them, prompting Severus to dip them into your mouth, your tongue curling around them sinfully. A groan bubbled in the back of his throat as you tightened your legs around his hips, begging for him to continue.
A smug smirk picked at the corners of his lips as he stared at you. Your lips were wrapped around his two fingers, saliva dripping messily from them, your eyes blown and dark, hungry for more of him.
"Such a good girl," Severus uttered, tilting his chin upwards. You almost combusted right then and there. "You always were." He hummed. Instantly, your hands flew to his trousers, tugging at them with wild determination. You couldn't wait any longer, you needed him now.
He pulled his fingers out of your pretty mouth and helped you, lowering his trousers; the growing tent in his boxers driving you insane. Your fingers hook at the hem of them as his own did with your panties, pulling them down urgently. A fierce flicker of lust and desire flashed in your eyes as his cock bounced free, your legs tugging him closer to you once more, a whimper leaving your lips in an attempt to persuade him to finally take you.
"Sev, please," The way you shortened his name in your soft, enticing and whiny voice almost sent him tumbling over the edge. He drew a sharp breath as he placed a hand against your cheek, and his other underneath your nightdress upon your waist, his fingers finally touching and squeezing your naked flesh. He groaned as you rutted your hips against him again. Without a delay, he slipped himself inside of you, the pair of you moaning together at the intense flash of pleasure washing over you like a tsunami.
Severus's mind was jaded as he fucked you, his mouth parting and lips quivering as he allowed himself to become lost in the ripples of unwavering bliss that rattled through his body. Your hands snaked up to his face and cradled it sweetly, pulling him back down to meet your lips again. The kisses were short and sweet, nothing like the hungry and harsh ones before.
Your head fell back slightly, your bottom lip caught between his teeth as Severus's full length sheathed itself inside of your warm, hot core; the delicious slapping of yours and his flesh echoing in his classroom. All those years ago, studying in here, never did you think that you'd find yourself right here in this sensual moment.
Severus's hand that was sat on your waist slipped downwards and settled itself on your hip, fingers digging harshly into your skin as he felt himself teetering closer to the edge. His breaths were becoming ragged, laboured and heavy, and so he brought his other hand down to your womanhood, slipping his fingers between your folds once more to thumb your clit. As he circled it skillfully, your body quaked with every rub, strings of moans and gasps falling freely and shamelessly from your busied mouth. The coil within you tightened, and your fingers sunk themselves into his mop of black hair once more, gripping it with force as your body shook uncontrollably.
Severus's thrusts became sloppy and uncalculated as he pulled his face back from you, watching as you came undone beneath him; your face twisting in a dangerously beautiful manner as the coil snapped. He moved his hands from you and placed them beside your hips as your walls clenched frantically around him, and Severus himself was sent tumbling over the edge, a broken and throaty animalistic moan slipping out of his mouth as his body gave out, collapsing over you. Catching himself with his hands, he transferred his weight to his elbows and forearms, leaning up slightly to gaze at you. His black eyes twinkled beautifully in the amber glow of his classroom, a flush of warmth blossoming over your spent, sweaty body. A gentle giggle came from you, and he found himself smiling. Usually, it felt odd for such an expression to take hold of his features, however, with you, it felt natural. Like it was meant to be there.
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He allowed himself a moment to recuperate as your fingers softened their grasp in his hair, gradually glazing to his cup his red cheeks, thumbs brushing sweetly against his burning skin. He pulled himself out of you and pulled up his trousers, buckling them up. He pulled your nightdress back down over your legs, his hand lingering over your thigh.
"Don't you look happy with yourself," you giggled again, and Severus hushed you with a gentle kiss on your lips. "I never thought I'd see the day."
"What do you mean?" He frowned softly, thumb brushing against the silk material that covered your thigh. A warmth pooled in your belly at his touch.
"You're smiling, and it's not forced... or sarcastic." You smiled, biting down on your bottom lip playfully.
"I can't help myself," Severus muttered, his face mere centimetres away from yours, "You just seem to pull them out of me." The warmth within your burned a little hotter.
"Don't stroke my ego, you'll regret it, Sev." You joked, a toothy grin replacing the sweet smile. He chuckled at you.
"I hate to bring this up, however, it's niggling at my mind," Severus suddenly sighed, the tiny flicker of a smile that was on his face disappearing. "What about Bluewater now?"
You scrunched your nose up at the sound of his name, the guilt that once vanished making a very hasty return to your body, sinking into your aching shoulders. "Um," you winced, "I don't know. I can't exactly... end things with him whilst he's staying here, erm, I'm not sure how he'll react." You finished, allowing your fingers to brush through Severus's dishevelled black hair.
"Hm," he hummed, pondering. "what does that mean... for us?"
"We will just have to grin and bear it until he 'deems it safe to leave'." You made a face, mocking Ben's words from that moment in the Great Hall. A faint amused smile spread across Severus's face, your chest tingling at the sight of it. "And I'm not sure I can tell him about us, he might just lose it, you know how he... you know- hates you."
"That would truly be a sight to behold," Severus smirked, the arrogance in him slithering out. You rolled your eyes at him. "However, we must be wise in our decisions, I do not want you getting hurt." His other hand held your cheek, fingers brushing a stray strand of messy hair behind your reddening ears.
"Do you think you can handle acting like you hate me for a few more days?" You asked, a bashful grin gracing your blushing face. Your hand settled atop of his large one as he caressed your cheek. Severus couldn't believe how lucky he was. What on Earth did he do to deserve this? To deserve such a beautiful, kind creature like you?
"I did it for the past year, another few days is nothing." He quipped quickly, a playful tone in his voice. You scoffed at him.
"Wow," you breathed out, grinning, your hands flying to his chest to push him off of you. He obliged and leaned up, stepping out of the trap of your legs. You slipped off of the table and picked up your underwear and cardigan, putting them both back on. An embarrassed red blush fluttered across your cheeks as fresh memories of Severus rolling up your nightdress flooded your mind, almost drowning you.
"Oh, that's too far?" He laughed softly. You head flew to look at him, your heart skipping a beat from the sound of his beautiful laugh. You'd never heard it before, and it was... gorgeous, to say the least.
"That's the first time I've heard you laugh - genuinely." You gasped, an uncontrollable smile spreading across your face like a wildfire. Almost immediately, Severus's face dropped and he rolled his eyes, clearly opposed to your positive reaction. He wasn't exactly fond of being fawned over, it made him feel weak.
"And it'll be the last." He groaned, turning away from you as another sweet laugh bubbled in the back of your throat.
"I should get back, Ben is probably wondering where I am, or... he's still asleep, oblivious to the world." You sighed heavily, padding towards Severus's tall, cloaked form. He slowly turned around, his black eyes sparkling in the orange torchlight.
"Yes," He said softly, fingers coming up to hold your chin. All sense and feeling suddenly drained from your legs. "Though I'm not sure I can promise to stay away from you, let alone keep my hands off of you." Severus muttered, his deep, languid voice sending a shock through your smaller body.
Your breath hitched, "Well, you're going to have to try," you exhaled softly, eyes flicking between his. He brought your chin up, cool fingers grasping it sweetly, and pressed a tender kiss upon your lips. Naturally, your hands flew up to sit against his strong chest, a guttural groan emitting from his throat as he kissed you. You had to swallow the moan that threatened to slip from you, feeling yourself become aroused all over again. "Alright, I really have to go." You whispered against his mouth, though your body was showing the complete opposite of what you said.
You kissed him back, a little harder, tracing your tongue against the surface of his bottom lip. "Go, then." He murmured back, hands slipping from your face and down to your waist, gripping you teasingly slow. You arched into him, breaths becoming shallow and wanting.
"I'm trying," you whimpered, "you're making this very hard."
"Let me make it easy for you then." Before you could protest, Severus tore himself from you, a needy, desperate whine falling from your lips.
"Gods, you're such a tease." You groaned, folding your arms against your chest, a clear show of disappointment. Severus couldn't help but smile at you. You looked so incredibly cute with that unhappy frown on your little face.
"My apologies." Severus mused sarcastically. "Now, go, I will see you tomorrow."
You sighed, "Alright, fine..." eyes looking at his form dangerously, rousing him.
"Stop it, Y/N."
"What?"
"You know exactly what you're doing."
"Do I?" You blinked, an innocent look crossing your features.
"Leave. Now." Severus said sternly, gesturing to the door as he swept behind his desk, seating himself.
"Alright, I'm going." You couldn't help but smile cheekily as you moved towards the door, fingers clicking it open reluctantly. "Same time tomorrow?"
"We'll see. Now, go."
And so you did, slipping out of his classroom sneakily, making sure to shut his door as quietly as possible with the brightest smile on your blushing face.
What the hell just happened?
Part 12!
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lyrixsnape · 5 months
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Your Pain
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Reply : Hello love! Thank you so much for being my first request <3 I love the idea of this and now is perfect timing because I'm having cramps of my own and I desperately need men to coo me to sleep (Yes I'm mentally very immature)
Summary : How the HP men first react to, and how they now react to, Reader on their period
Pairing(s) : Severus Snape x Reader, Lucius Malfoy x Reader, Remus Lupin x Reader, Sirius Black x Reader
Warnings : Mentions of period blood?? Idk if that triggers people
Fandom : Harry Potter
A/N : I may have gone a bit biased with who gets the more detailed description.. I'm sorry i can't help it
Requested By : @serenity-noble
Read under the cut <3
Severus Snape
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If you were Snape's lover :
Severus is inexperienced with things like this, so when he first learns about menstruation, the only thing he does is panick
There's more panicking
He tries his best to make you feel comfortable and gets you whatever you ask for
He, reluctantly, has to turn to Minerva for help when you're in too much pain and he's panicking not sure how to help
He gets you just a bit too much chocolate, trying his best to fulfill your cravings
As you're in bed and sudden cramps kick in, he'll immediately leave and get you water and anything else you need
After a while, he'll learn what to do during your period and will always have backup plans up his sleeve
He marks down when your period cycle is and before then, buys you all the essentials just in case
At night, he cuddles next to you and rubs circles on your back in order to soothe you from your pain.
"It hurts, Sev.."
"I know it does, my love. But you're doing amazing. Now go to sleep."
If you were Snape's student :
You get your first period and you're scared to death
There's blood coming out of you and it scares you
You hurry to your head of house, Professor Snape, late at night because he's probably the only one awake at the time
He's awake in his office as you explain to him how you've been cursed and you're now dying
He tries his best to calm you down and, quite reluctantly, explains what menstruation is
"It's normal, silly girl. It's just mother nature paying you a visit."
"She's trying to kill me?!"
"No, you dunderhead! It's just Aunt Flo."
"I have an Aunt?"
"That time of the month? Lady business? Girl fluid? Shark week? Riding the Cotton Pony?"
"Oh for Merlin's sake! You're on your period!"
Lucius Malfoy
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Lucius would act like he doesn't care
Meanwhile he would kill anyone just to get you everything you need
He's hooked up with a lot of chicks before so he's very experienced
He knows what to get you and will get it for you asap
He tells you to stay in bed and shuts anyone and everyone away from your room
He tries his best to make time for you
At night, he pulls you close to him and covers you in kisses, trying to lull you to sleep
When you whine about your cramps he doesn't complain and reassures you you'll be alright
Throught the week he'd constantly skip work just to stay at home longer with you
"Go work, Lucius."
"I'm staying here."
"Your work is important."
"So are you."
Remus Lupin
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Remus isn't as experienced with handling with situations like these, but he tries his best to help you
He's calm most of the time, listening to your needs and getting you what you desire
He'll always have your favourite snack prepared when it's almost that time of the month and he's never afraid to get you more
When your cramps start to kick in, he lays with you on the sofa and watches your favourite Muggle show with you while wrapped in a blanket
If you accidentally make a mess he shushes your apologies and spells it away, reassuring you it was an accident
He's the type of guy to give cuddles more because it's what soothes him when it's nearly the full moon
He, as annoying as you may find it, gives you a curfew and you must be in bed by 10pm
"Moony, it's still early.."
"I know, (Y/n). But you're losing a lot of blood and you need to rest to fill back up your energy."
"But-"
"No buts. Goodnight, little wolf. I'll be right here next to you."
Sirius Black
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Sirius immediately knows when you're on your period, thanks to his sensitive sense of smell
He doesn't mind it at all and sticks around you endlessly
When you feel too weak to grab things, he gets them for you
He showers you in endless amounts of love and affection
When you have cravings, he somehow manages to get them for you asap
He'll stay up with you on the couch when he knows you're in too much pain to sleep
Being an animagus has its perks and Padfoot has his fairshare of moments
He knows how much you enjoy cuddling with his furry tail in bed so every night he turns into Padfoot and lays beside you
You stroke his fur slowly and just simply admire him, already soothing your cramps
You tend to rub him under his chin and he'd bark in response
"Goodnight, Sirius. I love you."
*bark*
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You weren't surprised when Severus slipped away from the Great Hall once the dancing started. He had looked immensely uncomfortable from the moment the Yule Ball had been announced, of course he would opt to patrol the halls for the evening rather than stay and chaperone the dance. You knew he would probably be irritated by you following him, but being in his company sounded a lot better than having to chastise students who got a little too close. So you set your drink down, let the Matron know that you had to use the privy and followed Severus to the courtyards.
It was cold and even though your dress was made of a thicker velvet, your back and chest were exposed to the low temperature. Without pulling out your wand you cast a heating spell, felt the warmth of the magic coat your skin. Made it bearable to be outside without having to worry about freezing to death. Severus stood near the fountain, watching you with a frown. It was almost like he knew you had followed him, as if he had planned for you to do.
It was a ridiculous thought, he probably just heard you. It wasn't like you were trying to be sneaky. You smiled at him, weren't surprised when his frown deepened.
"Why are you following me?" he asked as you approached him.
"I wanted to keep you company."
"I don't need it." He replied coldly as he began to walk.
You followed him, matched his pace easily. "Well, I need the company, so I think I'll stick around for a bit."
Severus scoffed, held his wand out and cast a 'Lumos'. The light shone across the hall as you walked. "If I recall correctly, you seemed to have enough company back inside."
You shrugged your shoulders. " They weren't you."
He rolled his eyes, decided not to humor you anymore. If you wanted to follow him around the castle, so be it.
You were silent for a bit, kept quiet as he searched for any student's not where they should be.
"Do you dance?" you finally asked, breaking the silence.
"No."
"I heard a few Slytherin students say that having you teach them how to dance was a jarring experience."
Severus shot you a glare, one that worsened when you laughed at his reaction. "That must mean that you at least know how to dance, right? Not that you enjoy it."
Yet again, he was ignoring you.
"Does it embarrass you? Dancing?"
Severus stopped in his tracks, turning to look at you with a mix of irritation and disbelief. "What are you getting at?"
You chuckled, putting on a playful pout. "Come on, Severus. You can't deny that it would be amusing to see you out on the dance floor. Maybe even a little romantic?"
Severus raised an eyebrow, his lips twitching with the hint of a smirk. "Romantic? I think you have a skewed view of what constitutes as romantic."
"Perhaps." you hummed, stepping closer to him. "Would you dance with me?"
"Why would I do that?"
"Because I'll leave you alone."
Severus looked like he was considering it for a moment, but then he shook his head and turned away. "I don't dance, and I don't want to. And even if I did, it wouldn't be with you."
You feigned hurt, placing a hand over your heart. "Ouch, Severus. That stings."
He shot you a dry look. "I'm sure it does. But I'm not going to dance with you, or anyone else for that matter."
You pouted, but couldn't help the small smile that crept onto your face. "Maybe I should head back, dance with that cute Durrmstrang Professor that won't leave me alone." You sighed dramatically, turning to leave. "It's a shame, I was really looking forward to having you as my dance partner. I bet you would have looked dashing in your robes, twirling me around the dance floor."
Severus scowled, narrowing his eyes at you. " You are absolutely vexing, you know that?" still, he offered you his arm and you knew you've won.
You laughed, the sound echoing through the empty halls. "Oh, Severus. You're such a romantic." you liked to push his buttons, knew he had no patience for it, that it always seemed to worsen his mood. Something about having him treat you with such indifference really just made you want him more. You took his arm, wrapping your hand around his bicep and let him lead you back towards the Great Hall.
He scowled, but you could see the amusement in his eyes. "I'm not a romantic, and I never will be. Especially not with you."
You shrugged, a teasing smile on your lips. "Well, I'll just have to keep trying to win your heart then."
Severus's smile vanished, his eyes narrowing. "Is there no limit to your incessant teasing?"
"That wasn't a joke. I thought it was pretty clear that I want to be more than friends with you."
"We are not friends."
"Could we be lovers?"
He growled, stopping in his tracks and turning to look at you with a mixture of frustration and disbelief. "What are you thinking, saying something like that to me?"
You shrugged, meeting his gaze with a steady look. "I'm thinking that I like you, Severus. And I want to be more than just friends. I know we come from different worlds and we have our differences, but I think we could make it work."
Severus let out a sigh, shaking his head. "You're not thinking clearly. We're colleagues, nothing more. And even if I were interested in pursuing a relationship with you, it would never work. It would be unprofessional and inappropriate."
"I'm only here for a year before the Matron sends me away, I'm willing to wait if that's what it takes to be with you." his words wouldn't hurt you, he wouldn't push you away. You knew he was sweet on you, otherwise you would not be standing here with him, holding his arm.
"I can't do this, not with you," Severus said, his voice filled with frustration. "You deserve someone who can give you the happiness that you deserve, not someone like me who can only bring you pain and misery."
You slipped your arm out of his. "I would cherish that pain and misery if it meant being with you, If that's all you think you can offer, even though you are seriously mistaken, I will still take you." Your heart ached at his words. " You might think you're not good enough for me, but I see something in you that no one else does. I see a kind, intelligent, and passionate man who is more than just his brusque exterior. And I'm willing to wait for you, no matter how long it takes."
Severus looked at you, his eyes filled with emotion. He let out a sigh, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "You're mad. Absolutely stark raving mad."
"I'm in love."
Severus laughed, a bitter sound. "You can't love someone like me. I'm not capable of love, not in the way you deserve."
"I think you're wrong," you said softly, taking a step closer to him. "I think you're more than capable of love. You just need to open yourself up to the possibility."
Severus looked at you for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Finally, he let out a sigh and reached out to brush a strand of hair out of your face. "I care about you, more than I want to admit. But I can't give you what you want. I'm too old, too bitter, and too broken."
You took his hand, giving it a squeeze. "You're selling yourself short, you are refusing to see the man you truly are, Severus. But I see you, and I want you, whether you think you deserve it or not." you smiled at him "Plus, I've always been attracted to older men."
Severus looked at you with a mixture of frustration and sadness. "You deserve someone who can love you fully, not someone like me who can only offer you scraps of affection. You deserve someone who is kind and caring, not someone who is constantly snapping at you and pushing you away."
"I don't care about any of that," you said, your voice firm. "I just want you, Severus. And I'm not going to give up on you, no matter how hard you try to push me away. If scraps is all you can give me right now, I will savor each and every moment."
Severus wondered if there was something wrong with you, who in their right mind would fight for him like this? Why were you wasting your time with him? You were beautiful, an intelligent and brave healer, he could offer you nothing. Yet you offered him your heart, begged to be with him. It broke through his resolve, warmed his heart.
"I'll try. I'll try to be the man you deserve, even though I'm not sure I'm capable of it." he said, voice no louder than a whisper, the tense frustration on his face slowly softening.
Your smile grew as you pressed your hand against his cheek. "I believe in you, Severus. And I know you can do this. We can make it work."
Severus looked at you with a mix of fear and hope in his eyes. Finally, he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I'll try," he said softly. "For you, I'll try."
You grinned, feeling a sense of joy and contentment wash over you. Finally, Severus was opening up to the possibility of a relationship with you. It wasn't going to be easy, but you knew that it would be worth it in the end.
When he pulled away you could see the ghost of a smile on his face, a rare and precious sight.
"Thank you, Severus," you whispered. "I'll be patient, I'll be understanding. I just want to be with you."
Severus kissed your palm, the act electrifying, before moving your hand from his face and holding it gently in his.
"I know," he said. "And that's what makes this so difficult. You deserve someone who can give you everything you want and more. But I'll do my best to be that person for you."
You squeezed his hand, reassuring him with your touch. "You already are, Severus. You just need to believe in yourself and in us. And I'll be here to help you every step of the way."
Severus looked into your eyes, and for a moment he was lost in them. He saw so much love and care in them, and it made him feel more vulnerable than he had ever felt before. But at the same time, it gave him hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, he could be the man you deserved.
As you looked into his eyes, you could see the struggle within him. You knew that this wasn't going to be easy, but you were willing to do whatever it took to help him see his own worth and to build a life together.
"We'll take it slow," you said softly. "We'll work on communication, trust, and understanding. And most importantly, we'll support each other. Together, we can do anything."
Severus nodded, a small smile gracing his lips. "Together," he repeated. "I like the sound of that."
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turvi · 10 months
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Hi, can you write snape x reader (she’s his wife) little bit angst and fluff. Maybe they’re in middle of argument. Thank you
thank you for the request. Sorry for the delay life has been a bit busy. I hope you enjoy this.
Y/n flinched when she heard the door slam. She knew Severus was doing this on purpose. She kept preparing dinner, ready to ignore him, when his baritone voice that once comforted her interrupted her peace. "Can we talk? Or are you going to be a child about this?"
Her jaw clenched, and the grip around the knife tightened at his cold tone. "Says the person who is acting like a child right now."
"You are so stubborn. I regret being with you." his voice echoed across their home as silent tears fell down Y/n's cheek. Severus realised he had a problem with speaking first and thinking later. But it was too late before Severus could say anything Y/n gathered her stuff and went to the guest room.
"Y/n, please stop. I didn't mean that." he tried to touch her but winced when she pulled away from his touch.
"You must be thinking about it so much. That's why you said it. Didn't you? You don't trust me. You think I will run away with the second man I find on the street" Y/n was closing her door when Severus stopped her. "Please, darling, just listen to me. I am sorry."
"I can't talk to you, Severus. Not when we both are angry at each other." Y/n closed the door. His heart dropped at her cold tone. He knew he had messed up when she talked to him in such a way because she had always talked to him like he was her whole world.
Severus trusted her, but the voices in his head were much stronger than the voice in his heart. They convinced him that Y/n didn't love him anymore and she would leave him like everyone did. He felt like he was at Hogwarts again. All alone, scared, trembling in a corner as nightmares engulfed his brain.
He paced the living room, cold sweat forming on his palm as the clock ticked loudly across the hall. He went up to the door, not attempting to open it but leaning on it, trying to comfort his anxiety. "I am sorry, Y/n. Please....please I...I can't live without you. I was angry, and I was not thinking, and I know it's not a good excuse. You can be angry about it all you want, and you can take out your anger on me, but please...please don't leave me..please."
Severus broke down as he clung to the door. A few minutes later, the door opened, and he immediately looked up. Y/n's bloodshot eyes and tear-strained cheeks broke his heart. Severus clung to her hips, his forehead on her stomach as he mumbled sorry.
Y/n finally said, "Severus, when you said you regret being with me."
He immediately tightened his grip around her. "I didn't mean it. I apologise. I was angry...please...just be patient with me. I know I am asking a lot with the way I behave. But I love you too much to let you go, and I promise... promise to never make you doubt how much I love you. You are my life, my better half."
He took a breath of relief when he felt her hand caressing his hair, untangling the locks and kissing his forehead. He repeated the words against her lips, "I'll be better...for you...just please don't leave me."
Y/n kissed him, wiping his tears, "I won't leave you, but I won't forgive you until you make an effort to trust me, Severus, because I trust you."
"I understand, darling...I promise I will make an effort for you." he stood up from the ground and walked towards his bedroom. He was surprised to find Y/n making her way to their bed. He bit back a smirk knowing this was an inappropriate time to gloat. He simply led himself into her arms. He shivered when he felt her hand on his stomach.
He put his hand on her, feeling the coldness of the metal ring, reminding him she was still his, and he made a new vow to be a better husband to her.
A/N: I hope you like this. Sorry, I have been a bit busy with this life stuff. REBLOG AND COMMENTS IF YOU LIKE THIS
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snowblossomreads · 7 months
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Sunlight
Summary: In where Severus receives a small yet lovely gift from his wife on his birthday.
Pairing: Severus Snape x FemReader
Tags(s)/Warnings: Oral (Male Receiving) and Fluff
Word Count: 2.2K
A/N: And in a non-unhinged Snape story ^_^! Look I know his bday isn't till January but if you believe, his bday can be every day LOL. This lil short was inspired by a rare wholesome idea that me and @deepperplexity chatted about (love you dear 🥰🥰🥰)
Of course, though I had to add something spicy into it bc well you know me.. Anyways please enjoy and let me know how you like it!
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There had been some sort of mild surprise when Severus had awakened on his 70th birthday to find that his hair, once an intermingling of black and white strands had turned fully white seemingly overnight.
The change hadn’t been immediately noticed well because honestly, he had been more interested in the more pleasurable way he was being woken up. Which was with the lips of his wife wrapped deliciously tight around his cock as she enthusiastically mouthed at his hardened shaft before she was taking him into her mouth with fervor.
Even though he had been fast asleep just moments ago, this was more than enough to fully wake him in both senses as his hand trailed down and his fingers looked for [Y/n].
His hand was met with her own as she gave it a little squeeze before she was coming up for air, the hungry look in her eyes was barely visible due to the lack of lighting from the curtains still being drawn.
“Good morning,” she purred before she was leaning back down and sucking at the tip of his cock, tongue swirling in his leaking slit and lapping his seed up right before taking him almost completely in her mouth in one go.
A loud groan filled the air of the dimly lit room as his hips canted upwards burying his cock deeper down her throat from the sudden burst of pleasure that flooded his veins. His head fell back against the pillows as she held his hand, his thumb stroking the top of her hand as she continued.
“Oh my love that’s it, use that wonderful mouth of yours. So beautiful,” he panted as he felt himself already close to release.
She moaned a noise of contentment at the praise as she raked her nails lightly against his thigh, feeling the quiver of his muscles as she swallowed around him enjoying his noises of pleasure.  He wasn’t going to last long as he felt his cock begin to throb incessantly at the attention it was receiving from his wife and it wasn’t before long that his fingers were tightening around the bed sheets as his limbs began to tremble and stiffen at the impending orgasm. 
A few more well-time sucks here, another languid lick there and [Y/n]’s mouth was being filled with a salty liquid that she greedily drank as Severus shouted her name before letting out a prolonged moan as he emptied himself in her mouth.
Once she was sure she had lapped everything up, she gave his cock one last gentle squeeze and a kiss, causing Severus to shiver as he ran his fingers through his hair, groaning quietly at his morning call.
“Happy birthday to you~,” [Y/n] sang playfully as she crawled up towards him, damp lips pressing against his softly and letting out a faint sigh as he kissed her slowly, the taste of his spend still lingering as he did so.
Fingers stroked her bare hips as their lips languidly met each others. Little rumbles came from Severus' chest as [Y/n] would nip his bottom lip playfully, and quiet squeaks left her own lips when he would bite back. 
It wasn’t before long she was letting out a giggle as she pulled away from him causing him to arch an eyebrow as she shimmed out of his hold and out of bed her body still on display.
“[Y/n]?”
“Meet me in the kitchen in twenty!” Was all she responded with as she grabbed her robe that had been tossed haphazardly on top of a chair from the night before. Wrapping it around her and securing it she turned and gave him a wink as she scampered out of the room, a soft tune being hummed from her lips.
By the time she was already out of earshot, Severus couldn’t help but let out a chuckle as he ran his fingers through his hair. Head flopping back down into the pillow as he let the buzz in his body calm.
Almost exactly after twenty minutes passed he did appear in the kitchen, hair still a mess and a bit of sleep still in his eyes as he was more interested in what [Y/n] was up to.  And that’s where the change would be noticed as he saw the twinkling awe in [Y/n]’s eyes as she placed the last plate down on a beautifully decorated table and came up to him when he entered the kitchen. 
At first, he was confused as she stared at him as a child would at their new toy. Mouth slightly agape in a smile, eyes wide as she went to play with a few loose strands that were in his face before she whispered in a barely contained amazement,
“Severus your hair! It's gorgeous!”
Not having glanced at himself in the mirror when he woke up, as he had gone to find [Y/n] after her wake-up call he was of course even more puzzled as she continued to play with his hair, a squee leaving her as she pecked his lips.
“Ohh! Happy birthday, darling but I think the lucky one is me today! Merlin, Severus I never thought you could become even more handsome but I was wrong!”
“Love what are you talking about my hair is the same as yesterday albeit less combed considering the early present you decided to give me.”
Her smile instantly grew at his words before she let a raucous laughter burst from her lips while she also tried to speak.
“Well I'm sorry dear I had to get breakfast ready for you but also the same? Severus! Did you not even look in the mirror yet? Unless you’ve been using the color change charm on your hair all these years then I suggest you take a peak.”
Now this had him frowning as [Y/n] gently nudged him back in the opposite direction as he was still utterly perplexed at what she had said.
Her tinkling laughter was still audible as he padded into the hallway, making a beeline for the bathroom to see what in the world she was talking about.
However, when he did finally see what she was going on about he had to say that he was slightly taken aback about the sudden color change, due to it being...well sudden of course. One day there was just a light smattering of white strands in his mostly dark hair that he would fuss about whenever he saw more of them show up. 
But now that it was just white as snow, he was surprised that he wasn’t more annoyed by it than before. There was a simple acceptance of it. He didn’t allow himself to ponder it much longer as he went back to join [Y/n] in the kitchen and a bright smile on her face as he came to join her at the table.
They ate, basked in each other’s presence, chatted about the plans for the day, and finally when finished [Y/n] happily gave him a beautifully wrapped present that contained an assortment of rare potion ingredients that she had been able to get imported for him.
"That’s not all though!” He remembered her preening at him, the soft crow’s feet in the corners of her eyes visible as she smiled brightly warming him in every way as she pulled away from the hug he had engulfed her in and opening her palm to show him what she was holding.
A deep purple piece of satin was in her hand that seemed to gleam in the morning light that streamed through the windows and danced on the walls.
“Oh and what is this for?”
“Don’t be silly Severus, you know exactly what this is for. How many times have I seen you fuss at your hair when you’re working on something?  You think you would put it up more often with that brilliant brain of yours but here I am, or rather here is something that will do it for you!”
There was only a playfulness in her tone as she scolded him while handing him the smooth piece of fabric.
“I thought it be a good gift, had it charmed so that it ties itself and doesn’t come loose until you tug on it. Try it darling.”
Taking another curious look at the fabric he did as he was told, sweeping his hair into a ponytail and lifting the ribbon towards his hair, and to his surprise, it indeed slipped from his fingers like it had a mind of its own and in a second he could feel his hair being pulled and secured. 
“A lovely gift indeed, though I wonder how much of it is a gift for you as I know you have a penchant for pulling my hair down when you get in a mood.”
There was a little smirk on his features as she grinned back at him while wrapping her arms around his waist and snaking one arm up to loosen the fabric. As she had said after a gentle tug it easily came loose and so did the long white strands of hair that framed his face and tickled hers a little as he leaned his head down.
“What can I say Mr.Snape my deviousness knows no bounds when it comes to you.”
“And I would have it no other way love.” 
That was the day his hair had turned white which if he was being honest was not a day he had ever thought he would ever see considering his more hazardous youth. 
But he was more than grateful to be able to see it after all those years of being shunned. Years of heartbreak, pain, and suffering at the hands of others and even at his own hands. He was happy, ecstatic even if he didn’t show it to be here celebrating it with his doting wife whom he had also been lucky to meet decades ago. 
The one person whose presence and love felt like sunlight coming through a glass pane on a cool fall day. Warming him gently, with her adoration and kindness that he had so needed after years of neglect.
That birthday was also the day he had received his favorite gift as simple as it was. Each day afterwards he would wear the ribbon, picking it up from its place on top of a velvet box that it came with and tying back his hair that had grown towards the middle of his back.
He had toyed with the thought of cutting it as he did many years ago, but the doe eyes that [Y/n] had immediately shown him when she begged him not to was what had saved the strands.
And now with the ribbon his routine slightly changed, which sounded silly to say. Whenever he knew he was about to be up to something that would benefit from not having hair in his face the ribbon was the first thing he reached for. 
Whether it was potion making, taking notes, or cooking meals for him and his love the ribbon was in his hair. And with it, it also felt as if [Y/n] was sitting beside him even on days when she had to leave the house and he was left to his own devices. 
Such a simple gift yet it meant the world to him. 
And so it became a trend that whenever it was time for a gift-giving occasion he would find himself saddled up with a new ribbon from [Y/n]. From the color to the style of the ribbon, there was always a variation, something that made it a little different from the last.
‘Just in case you want to switch it up.’
As she had smartly said when she had given him his second one. Yet even as his collection grew, the love for the first one grew with it. While the other ones were just as finely made and maybe even richer in style and fabric, the first one with its beautiful purple sheen was still ever his favorite. 
When [Y/n] asked him about it as she watched him take it off one night she was met with silence as he made himself comfortable. His arm wrapped around her shoulder, and brought her close to his side as a soft noise of contentment escaped both of their lips as she cuddled close and looked up at him waiting for an answer. 
Looking down at her with dark eyes that were always so gentle when they were on her, he spoke, 
“I think it’s because it reminds me of our love darling. No matter how much time has passed or how much it has endured day in and day out it keeps it shine. Never dulling, never fraying. I’m truly quite fond of it.”
The light that was in her eyes seemed to brighten as she lifted her hand up to finger through the white strands that framed his face. A smile was offered up to him as she leaned up to bump her nose against his, nuzzling it gently as she stared at him.
“Oh Severus.”  Her whisper was tender, and soft like the touch of his fingers that went to hold her side. “I love you, darling.”
“As do I [Y/n], as do I.” He answered back to her, eyes glinting with adoration as he pressed their lips together gently in the dimly lit room that felt warm with affection and care that would always be there for them both.
A/N: Long white-haired Snape is 👌👌👌 Like it's just an image I love so much. His hair tied up as he sits with his wife in their cottage just being cute together. It makes my heart hurt and wobble yet also tight with happiness. Anywhose thanks for stopping bye and reading
Feel free to scream at me as always ^^!
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