The seer

A few lights appeared in the darkness. They blinked far away from me with bluish hollow light. They grew bigger and surrounded me for a while, twinkling coldly. The familiar hall around me was hollow and deserted. Blank from the usual whispers coming from the countless prophecies stored on the shelves.

I wandered in the room but couldn’t see properly. Not that I cared, my mind was void from emotion. Blank from all the thoughts that stormed it all the time. The cold air filled my senses again. It was growing gloomier. The lights had dimmed out completely.

A cusp of cold air broke free through the room. It rattled the nametags hanging from the glass balls as it traveled. A new sound followed its tracks, a dragging noise.

Something was gliding on the stony floor.

I woke up with a start. My breathing was heavy and I tried to calm my racing heart. What the hell was that? I sat up and laid my feet on the rug, rubbing my face. Was it a vision? It sure didn’t feel like one. Maybe it was just a bad dream. I couldn’t decide.

But I shouldn’t alert the whole order just because I had a bad dream, right? But if I was wrong and someone was in danger? I huffed out of frustration and got up. I was going to see Severus. At least he could talk some sense into this situation. 

I got dressed swiftly in a lilac robe and tucked my wand and my knife safely to the holster on my thigh. It wouldn’t hurt to be careful.

My apartment was dim and a smoky aroma wafted out of the fireplace. Burning all that wood to keep the house warm was a lot of work. But it was work that I liked. It calmed me down during stressful situations.

I stopped by the kitchen to drink water before making my way to the hallway. It was going to be cold outside so I put on my winter robes and leather gloves to keep warm. I pondered for a moment and decided that I wasn’t going to use the fireplace to Dumbledores office. I didn’t want to wake him up. So, I decided to apparate and use the front door of the castle instead.

A couple of minutes passed and with a crack I found myself standing outside of the Hogwarts grounds. The castle silhouette looked beautiful against the clear starry sky and I let a small smile appear on my face. It would have been an experience to go to this school.

The mighty gates before me creaked open as I passed through the magical barrier between the school and the rest of the world. The protection charms were quite powerful and I felt the magic still thrumming inside me even after I entered through the gates and made my way up to the castle.

The walk was long and I cast a warming charm when the wind started blowing. It kept the biting cold at bay. A couple of trees swayed and I looked around for any signs of life but found none. I guessed all the animals were safely tucked in their nests and in a deep slumber.

I approached the front doors of the school. The towers seemed to reach the sky from where I stood. Dark stone on top of a stone, old and aged. The castle was impressive. It was even more impressive than in Hogwarts a History where I had seen it for the first time.

I laid my hand on the bulky door and tried the handle. The door stayed where it was, tightly locked. I tried the other door from the two and nothing happened. I knew there was a way to get in but I hadn’t actually done it before. Now the fireplace seemed like a good option but I knew I had to crack this one.

“Alohomora,” I cast. Nothing happened. Even the castle itself seemed to be laughing at me.

I turned around and sat on the stony railing by the doors. The wards had allowed me to enter so by all means I should be permitted to enter the castle itself. I knew that the doors opened to people who were familiar to them. It was said that the castle itself was alive. That it knew things.

Things like I had been here before. It should know me by now and let me enter.

I stood up. I was a seer for god’s sake. I faced the oak doors again and tapped into my power. I closed my eyes and placed both of my palms on the hard wood of the doors. Then I reached over to the thrum of the castle and stretched my senses where it seemed to grow stronger.

“I apologize for not introducing myself earlier,” I whispered. “I have come to talk to Severus Snape, to tell him something important.”

The thrumming seemed to get bigger. I grasped onto it and thought about my dream and sent my message to it. I really needed to talk to him.

I sensed something as I sent my dream to it. The powerful thrumming seemed to reach a tendril towards me and grace my aura. It moved over me like a current before it pulled back and started fading back to the castle.

I opened my eyes and saw a flash of gold disappear through the doors. A shade of gold I had never seen before. It was like a pure form of ancient power, an energy so raw that it could move mountains. I was overcome with emotion. I had felt amazing, so invincible for a few seconds when it had touched me. Like I was part of the force thrumming about in the castle.

The last rays of energy tingled on my palms before it faded away. And as it disappeared a click of a lock was heard and the doors opened to reveal an entrance hall to the castle.

I stepped inside and stopped for a moment to admire the hall. Walls lined up with pillars, torches and stony statues. I swirled around and looked around me taking in the atmosphere. The hall continued tall to the left and I saw more statues illuminated by the moonlight that shone through the windows. High carved ceiling above me, a huge staircase leading up to another hallway opposite to the doors and by the right wall, another leading down to the dungeons.

My head was throbbing a little from the encounter and I needed a moment to calm myself before getting over all the feelings making their way in me. I started to come back to my usual state and noticed my magic was running wild. I guess without the affinity to feeling magic, the encounter would have been swifter and left a smaller mark in me.

I opened my cloak and looked around. I knew Severus would be somewhere in the dungeons. How hard would it be to find him? With that, I made my way down the massive staircase leading down to the dungeons. And as I went, I still felt a presence everywhere around me.

I reached the corridor at the bottom of the stairs and the torches lit up beside me. Statues continued to habit the walls and I saw many hallways leading away from the main way. This was going to be harder than I thought.

I tried to reach to Severus with my aura and follow the lead, but I felt nothing. I might be too far away from him to notice anything. I let out a breath. Standing lost here wouldn’t help me. I stepped to the left and looked at the dark entrances. Nothing seemed to invite me in. I turned back and, to my surprise, a torch lit far away from me. I smiled and made my way to the torch leading to an archway with more stairs.

This staircase was narrower and it made a few turns before I exited it and saw a passageway lined with dark murky windows. Steps echoed as I made my way through the castle, following torches that lit up showing me the way. I couldn’t even begin to think how grateful I was that this ancient castle cared enough to not let me get lost.

After walking through many passageways and corridors, two torches lit up on both sides of a door. The fire flickered on the brown surface and I turned to examine it closer. A name was carved onto the wood and I knew my search was over.

I raised my fist to knock but the door opened on its own. A sudden fear crossed my mind and I doubted if I should enter. What if he was inside and could sense me coming? I let the fears go. I had a reason to be here. I needed to tell him about my dream.

I pushed against the door and stepped into his office. As I made my way through the doorway, I felt protective wards wash over me. They seemed to examine me swiftly and then leave me alone. I recognized the familiar magic behind them. The door closed after me and a few candles lit up. The room was empty.

A rich aroma of herbs and ingredients greeted me as I looked around the room. I saw a cauldron bubbling on the desk that stood in front of a window. A window that showed murky green waters. I walked forward and noticed a soft carpet under my shoes. It looked worn out but still had years of use. I stepped off from it. I had wet boots from all the walking in the snow and I didn’t want to make a mess.

Maybe he wasn’t here at all. Or maybe he didn’t know I was here because of the magical bond we shared. My wards never let me know when he arrived either. But something in the way I had been brought here told me to stay. I shrugged off my warm cloak and placed it on a chair opposite to the desk. I still had my lighter robes to keep me warm.

I walked around the office and saw shelves after shelves of various potions ingredients. I recognized less than half of them. So many bottles, cans, jars and wide boxes filled the room. It reminded me of my own school years and how many times I had been at professor Lindberg’s office for blowing up yet another cauldron. I had stared at the same kinds of ingredients while fiddling with the strap of my backpack and listening to another lecture from her.

I moved on to another shelf and ran my hand over the books. Breaking into someone’s private room was not what I was used to doing. I felt guilty for being here. But I had comfort in the thought that technically it wasn’t breaking in when the door had opened on its own. And the fact that Severus had done it quite a few times himself.

My hand stopped to rest on an emerald green book and I picked it up. It was quite heavy and seemed to be old. Interesting. I was just opening it when I heard a sound coming from outside the office.

The lock clicked and a rush of adrenaline came over me. I hadn’t even heard any footsteps echoing in the hallway. For a moment I felt like a child getting caught stealing candy. The door opened and shook the feeling off. I had a reason to be here.

I turned around as Severus walked in. He was wearing a black winter cloak and leather gloves. Upon entering, he seemed to freeze for a slight moment and then pull out his wand and point it at me. He looked at me harshly and I just stood there eyes locked with his.  

“That’s no way to greet a friend”, I said a bit shakily.

“How did you get in?” he asked slowly, ignoring my comment.

“The door opened on its own”, I answered.

Severus kept his wand pointed at me. “Impossible”, he said.

“The castle –,” I started to say but was cut off by a sudden sound.

The door behind Severus slammed shut on its own rather aggressively.

We both jolted as the loud sound echoed in the room. I felt somewhat proud that the castle defended its honor.

Severus observed the door and I took a small liberty to grace his aura. It was darker than usual, the left side of him seemed to ooze with the curse placed upon his arm. His gaze flickered to me when he felt me prodding and then he decided to lower his wand with an annoyed look.

I relaxed my stance. “I asked the castle to show the way. And it let me in.”

Severus tucked his wand in his coat and took a few long strides towards me. “That is hard to believe.”

I backed a little and hit the bookshelf behind me. Chills ran down my spine as I saw him advancing towards me. His darker aura made him feel more ominous than usual and I wondered what exactly had happened tonight.

Severus halted in front of me. He looked me down with his sharp eyes and pulled the book that I was still holding from my grasp.

He glanced at it swiftly and then returned to staring me down. “I suppose you’re not here to borrow my copy of ‘History of the Slytherin house’?” he asked sardonically.

I blushed. With him being so close to me it was hard to think. I needed to focus but it was tough when he reached past me and put the book back to its place on the shelf. And unlike what I had expected, his hand remained on the shelf and he loomed over me leaning onto his hand.

“I had a dream”, was all I managed to utter. The tips of his hair were tickling my face and I could smell his scent all around me.

“You had a dream”, he mocked me. “You decided to break into my office because you had a dream?”

I tried to look anywhere but him. He was doing this on purpose. I was sure of it. It was his twisted way of punishing me for catching him off guard just moments ago. He was always prepared, always in charge. But this time, I had surprised him.

“Answer me”, he rumbled. When I refused, I felt a gloved hand grab hold of my jaw and turn it upwards. The leather felt cool against my skin and I met his eyes. He was looking at me darkly.

For a while we just stared at each other until I muttered. “Yes.”

“Was it a nightmare? Did the monster under your bed make you run to me for safety?” he sneered.

I pushed his hand away from my face. Sense was finally starting to come back to me and I managed to gather my thoughts.  “If it was about safety, I would have stayed with the monster.”

Severus chuckled. He pulled away from me and created some distance between us. “On that we can agree.”

I relaxed my shoulders again and looked at him “Where were you?” I asked as Severus went on to removing his heavy winter robes.

He seemed to ignore my question and then place the robes in a high closet near the door. Inside, I saw other similar robes, all black of course. He then closed the door, crossed the office and took a seat behind his desk.

The bubbling cauldron on the desk caught his attention and he scribbled a few notes on a parchment near it. He paid me no mind as I slumped down on a soft chair in front of the desk and glared at him. 

While he was scribbling away, I may or may have not have taken the liberty of opening my third eye again and taking a quick look at his aura again. Something about it was different today and I couldn’t resist prodding a little. The energy around him was certainly gloomier and I could feel that something was not right. His left arm was pulsing with dark magic and I could see how his usual blue tones had turned grayish. It surprised me that the specs of red I had seen earlier had centered around his head and formed a string of color that circulated slowly around him. It seemed to form a wall of some sorts. A determined steel wall.

I thought about the shades for a moment and then I made the connection. I knew that the dark mark was a way for you-know-who to call on his followers. That it was a curse made with dark magic. But now as I saw how it mixed with the essence of him, I realized that it really left an imprint on the soul.

“You saw him tonight, didn’t you?” I figured out.

The scribbling stopped and Severus lifted his head. “I have told you many times to stop snooping around.”

I straightened my back. “You refused to answer.”

“It’s none of your business, you ignorant witch.”

I huffed. “How can I help it when I feel that something is wrong?”

“As I have told you- “

“No!” I argued. “The others might not care how you’re doing but I do! Every time you walk into the room I need to make sure you’re okay!”

Severus crossed his arms and spat. “How admirable. But your affections are not needed here. I can survive without you.”

I moved forward in my chair and leaned on his desk with my arms. Why did he always have to get so defensive?

“I don’t care if you can survive without me. But I can’t-!” I started to say but then swallowed the rest of the sentence. I pondered for a split second and gathered my will and decided to finish it anyway. “But I can’t survive without you.”

I realized what I had just said. I hadn’t held anything back and had said exactly what was on my mind. Severus had become a big part of my life and I couldn’t imagine it without him. He was a sense of security for me and tied me to the country I lived in. And the feelings I had for him had only intensified during the time we spent together and it had made everything more complicated.

Severus was silent for a while. He had let the feather quill go and it laid on top of his notes. His gaze was examining my face in thought. He seemed to realize something and I saw a glimpse of nervousness on him. It was fleeting though and he returned back to his usual calculative look.

I backed away from the desk and leaned into the chair. The plushy material was comforting and I sank into it while fearing what he might say.

Severus picked up the quill and put it in the glass inkpot on his desk. Then he cleared his throat before speaking. “I hadn’t realized how much I meant to you.”

I let out a breath. I couldn’t speak. All I could do was to look at him and wait for him to continue. To give me a better answer.

“I had the idea that it was just a game to you”, Severus continued. His deep voice was calm as he spoke.

I smoothed my robes. “It hasn’t been a game anymore for a while now”, I confessed.

Severus ran a hand through his black hair and took a deep breath. His eyes closed for a moment and then opened again. “Since when?”

“Since you kissed me for the first time.”

“That was months ago”, he said. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

I clenched my jaw. What was I supposed to say to him? That I was afraid of his reaction? That I was afraid to mess it up and lose him? He was my amortentia for god’s sake, I had a right to be cautious.

“Would you have responded the same way then as you are doing now?” I met his eyes again. A lot had changed in a few months.

Severus’s lips twitched upwards and a small smile crossed his face. “Back then I had quite the temper.”

I snorted. “You still have quite the temper.”

Severus rolled his eyes and stood up. He walked to where I was sitting and leaned on the armrests, trapping me. He was close to me again and I felt a small change in him. This time was different. This time he knew how I actually felt about him.

“You should get used to it”, he murmured.

His voice sent tingles through me. I wanted to listen to him endlessly, I could even attend his potions class just to hear him talk. His voice was like honey to my ears and I wanted to drown in it.

And even though he hadn’t necessarily answered the question running around in my mind, I knew that something had shifted in him.

I lifted my hand and caressed his arm on my right side. Having him so close to me, I could feel power radiating from him and mingling with mine. This time it wasn’t threatening even though he still towered over me. This time I felt safe with him.

I felt his breath on my face and I closed my eyes. His lips descended on mine softly and I made a small sound as I kissed him back. My heart thumped in my ribcage and I felt energy course through me as our bodies came in contact. Severus’s hand moved up to grip my hair firmly and he tilted my head more upwards to deepen the kiss.

I felt a soft nip on my lower lip and I hummed against his lips gently. His tongue met mine and I moved both of my hands to his broad shoulders and rubbed them up and down. He seemed to get the message and he kneeled in front of the chair between my legs.

Now I had much better access to him and I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled me flush against his body. I was starting to feel hot everywhere and his kisses were turning me on. I pulled back to catch my breath and caught his gaze.

From up close I could see the deepest brown amidst the swirls of black in his eyes. And those long eyelashes were to die for. With dilated pupils he shifted his gaze between both of my eyes. A slight red tinted his cheeks, his lips were puffy and he was still looking at me like I was something he might desire.

And the fact that I had such a powerful wizard kneeling in front of me made me feel things.

“I want you”, I murmured.

Severus continued caressing my sides leisurely. “It could be dangerous if we step over that line”, he said slowly. “The more you are associated with me, the more danger you are in.”

I considered what he said. But everything I had discovered about us in the past weighed more and the decision was easy. “I’m in danger no matter what”, I answered. “I’m willing if you are.”

Severus breathed out deeply and his lips parted. After a sharp intake he said, “I will make the tonic for you in the morning.”

I smiled and let out a small laugh. “So considerate”, I mocked but was silenced by a rough kiss.

Severus was now kissing me with more passion. I enjoyed the roughness I had gotten used to with him and whimpered when his hand moved from my side to trail to my throat and to the back of my neck. The touch sent electricity all over me.

He was guiding me with his mouth and I wanted him to. His dominance turned me on and I started rubbing one of my legs against his side. The kisses made my head spin. His tongue moved inside of my mouth, guiding mine firmly. I couldn’t anticipate any of his moves so I just obeyed.

My hand moved to the collar of his robes and trailed the hard fabric until I reached the buttons of his jacket. There were so many of them. This time it was Severus, who pulled back from the kiss.

He brought his hand to his collar and then cast a silent wandless spell that opened the buttons one by one while his hand trailed over them swiftly.

“Show off”, I snorted.

He cupped my face and touched my lower lip with his thumb. “It seemed like you were struggling”, the wizard smirked.

I rolled my eyes at the playful glint in his eyes before I took his thumb in my mouth and licked it gently. The look in his eyes turned from playful to something else. His hawk -eyes watched me play with his thumb for a while before replacing it with his mouth again.

I was now beyond horny. I needed him desperately. Between heated kisses I managed to push his robe off his shoulders and undo half of the buttons of the white dress shirt he wore under his teaching robes.

“Patience”, Severus murmured against my lips and pushed my hand away from the buttons.

The whine building up in my throat was cut off when he suddenly stood up and extended his hand to me. I took it and he pulled me up. I ended up staggering a little and he had to keep me steady by wrapping a strong arm around my waist. And somehow in that position, I ended up kissing him again.

He groaned into my mouth and brought his hand to my cheek, fingers brushing my ear. Then he broke the kiss and looked at me with stern eyes.

“As much I want to bend you over my desk, it’s not the appropriate place for tonight.”

A breath hitched in my throat. “Who said anything about appropriate?”

Severus’s lip twitched. “Come on, you vulgar witch”, he insulted. “Follow me.”

Then the tall potion’s professor stepped away from me and made his way to a bookshelf in the corner of the room. He pulled out his wand and muttered a couple of words. My eyes followed and I couldn’t help but sneak a couple of looks at him.

Severus’s black shoulder length hair was messy, it looked slightly tousled. That was my doing. The locks of hair moved when he flicked his wand gracefully in the air once and a second time. I followed his movement and examined the half -open white blouse. His chest was bare, a couple of scars visible from this distance.

I didn’t want to think about how he had gotten those scars. And how many more of them were still hidden under the fabric of his clothes.

I woke up from the haze and made to follow him as he finished casting. He shot an arched eyebrow at me and then turned back to the shelf. I didn’t have time to wonder what exactly he was doing before the shelf slid out of its spot and a wooden door appeared on its place.

I followed in after him and felt yet another set of wards brush over me. He sure kept this place well-guarded.

After a short corridor, we entered his living space. It seemed quite cozy, big enough for a sofa, more shelves for books and glass jars, huge windows to the lake and a fireplace. A couple of doors led away from the main room to bathroom, kitchen and the bedroom. 

I took it in for a moment meanwhile Severus lit up the fireplace. It was a little bit chilly and I was grateful for the shades of orange and yellow fire starting to warm the air.

I liked the earthy tones in his living room, a lot of dark green, wooden tones and black. Or course, it was something I had been expecting. Never thought he would be a pink decor kind of a man.

I graced the back of the dark brown sofa with my fingers and stopped looking around. 

Severus had stepped away from the fireplace and was now strolling closer to me. I met his gaze and was reminded of the heat still building inside of me.

“Would you like some wine?” his deep voice spoke into my mind.

It felt so intimate. To have him speak directly into my mind made me almost curse as the trickle of hot energy followed his words.

I watched him take a step closer and answered. “I think there is something else I need.”

“And what might that be, miss Koski?”

He was now directly in front of me, so close that I could reach out and touch him. A smug smile formed on my lips and I brought my thumb to his half-open shirt and played with the collar. I brushed the soft skin underneath and looked up at him from under my lashes.

I knew he could hear the answer in my mind, whispering his name softly.

His lips parted and I bit my own. It had been a long time since I’d last slept with someone. I was uncontrollably dripping for him.

His black eyes glinted in the fire coming from the fireplace. The golden hues reflected from his shiny hair created almost like a halo around his head. And as I admired it; to my relief, I saw that the blue tones of his aura had returned.

Then he reminded me exactly what he could do to me when his lips brushed my ear. Chills ran down my spine.

“You sure have a dirty mind”, he murmured. “Think about all the depraved things I saw in there, of me, when I hadn’t even had the chance to do any of them to you yet.”

I closed my eyes and remembered how he had been inside of my fantasies, how while rescuing my wandering mind months ago had led him to discovering my darkest and deepest fantasies. 

I whimpered when he took my earlobe between his teeth. My right hand held onto his shoulder and I arched myself against him. The bites continued down, slowly descending from my ear to the nape of my neck.

His left hand gripped my hip and held me in place as he continued tormenting me with his teeth. Then he bit down harder and a moan escaped my throat. His teeth felt so good against my skin; I was aching for him.

My ass hit the back of the sofa. I was lifted onto it, legs spread and my potion’s master hard between them. While wrapping my legs around him, my robe had hitched higher, revealing the smooth skin of my right leg.

His eyes trailed over me and stopped at the holster on my thigh with a knife and a wand still locked onto it.

He looked amused. “Were you expecting danger tonight?”

I blushed as he caressed my bare leg with his long fingers. “I can never be too sure."

Severus chuckled and pulled the clasp of the holster and removed it. He placed it on the table and then put his hand to my hair and tilted me upwards to look at him.

“And you were right”, he said darkly.

Then his lips descended upon mine harshly. He was still holding my hair in a grip and I could only adjust to his demanding commands as he guided me with his lips and hands.

In this state I would let him do anything to me. His authority turned me on and I loved to obey him. He was the only one that had made me feel this way, the only one I allowed to have such control over me. And I was not disappointed.

He lifted me from the sofa and I held onto his hips with my legs wrapped around him. He walked across the room to a closed door. Between heated kisses he reached for the door knob blindly and managed to twist it, allowing us inside of his bedroom.

Before I knew it, he threw me down to the large bed and slipped one knee between my legs. He leaned on the mattress next to my head with his hand and looked me up and down with want. I felt like I was on fire with every scrutinizing look and movement.

A hand moved to the collar of my robes and tugged at it. Now it was my turn to undress, his hands were fast at work removing my slippery robes, undoing the ties and buttons until he pushed it off my shoulders, revealing lacy underwear.

Severus seemed to admire me for a moment, take in every shape and curve of my body. His hand trailed on my skin, up my side and to the curve of my breast. Slowly, his thumb glided over my hardened nipple, only lacy clothing in between.

I writhed under him impatiently and he shot a stern look at me. He wanted to take his time.

He lowered himself and licked the length of my collarbone, from my shoulder to my chest and then continued trailing between my breasts until my stomach. I arched my back again and he gripped my hips tightly and continued laying wet licks and kisses on my skin.

But even his grip couldn’t keep me from moving under him and I ground my hips onto his, earning a growl in return.

“You’re overdressed”, I whispered to him.

The tall man didn’t answer, only took my mouth again and bit on my lip gently. My hands undid the rest of his shirt and he pulled it off.

He got up to his knees and discarded the shirt to the floor. I leaned on my elbows and admired his body. He was pale - like I could assume after spending countless hours in the dungeons - but unlike I had thought, he had a toned body, slim but with some visible muscle.

I had been right, his body did have more markings upon it, scars and curse wounds were scattered across his chest, arms and sides. The only visible tattoo he had was the dark mark, etched onto his left forearm. A feeling of anger glinted in the back of my mind. I wanted to hurt the ones that had done this to him. 

The anger fueled my arousal as my eyes trailed on his body, from his chest and then to his stomach, a trail of black hair led me to look lower. I swallowed as I followed the trail to the waist of his black pants and to the obvious bulge of in his groin.

My heart beat faster and I knew I had completely soaked through my panties.

Severus grasped my jaw and tilted it upwards. He held my gaze and with a predatory glint moved to unbuckle his belt. As I heard the leather snap and the belt come loose, I felt his aura brush up to me, trail on my body and intertwine with mine. It was everywhere.

I was still watching him, legs spread, when he pulled the belt from the pants. I bit my lip as he stood up and threw the belt aside. I followed after him, kneeling before him.

“I want to taste you”, I said and moved my hands to the zipper of his pants. He caught them and held my wrists captive, standing tall in front of me.

I gazed up to him pleadingly and felt him give in. He didn’t say anything, just released my wrists and let me undo the zipper and toy with the waistband of his grey boxers.

My other hand was rubbing against the evident shape of his cock as the other made its way to pull down the fabric of his boxers. My mouth watered when I saw where the trail of black hair led.

His cock was more than I'd hoped for. It was thick and long and I didn’t have the slightest idea how he could fit inside me. However, I was sure as hell willing to try.

I took him in my hand and grazed the veiny skin with my fingers. The skin was soft and hard at the same time with heat pulsing from it.

I noticed precum coating the tip of his cock and I licked it slowly, reveling in the salty taste. It was incredibly arousing. I licked again, this time all the way from the base to the tip. Severus groaned above me and his deep voice reverberated in the room. I felt him shift and as I looked up to him, I saw him leaning on one of the bed pillars with his hand.

This time I kept looking up to him when I took him inside of my mouth, my eyes meeting his while I sucked eagerly. He was now gripping the wood of the bed post as I continued, moving my lips up and down on his pulsing member.

My both hands wrapped around the slick cock, pumping it while I circled my tongue on the sensitive tip. I could feel Severus needing a lot of his self control in order not to move or take my hair into his hand and fucking my mouth roughly.

I lowered my eyes and focused completely on him in my mouth. He tasted salty and still somehow sweet. I couldn’t get enough of him.

Suddenly Severus pulled from my mouth and brought me up. He was on me with a bruising kiss as he pushed me against the bed post he had earlier leaned on. Hands trailed freely on my ass, grasping it and then moving up to my back and to the clasp of my bra.

It came undone fast and I helped him pull it off before I heard it hit the floor somewhere. His head moved down, mouth biting my neck again, claiming me to his contentment before descending lower to my chest.

Heat pooled between my legs with each flick of a tongue, each suck and gentle bite. His tongue circled my nipple whist my other breast was massaged by his hand.  In order to ease the arousal, I reached above me and held onto the bedframe with no help. This position just made it worse.

Then his lips disappeared from my chest and I felt Severus lift my leg and was surprised when he laid it on his shoulder. I opened my eyes and in the dim light of the room, I saw the wizard kneeling in front of me.

My chest expanded and deflated with every breath I took as I felt his long fingers trailing my thigh and reach my underpants.

“So wet for me, are you?” he purred as his thumb brushed over the dampened material, incredibly near to where I needed his touch the most.

I could only whimper when he pulled the fabric aside, exposing my aroused pussy.

“You need to use your words”, he said and his thumb teased the edge of my vulva, still not at the right spot.

I held on to the wood harder. “Yes”, I managed to utter.

“Yes, what?” he growled.

“Yes, sir!” I moaned feeling his finger shift closer to my clitoris.

“Good girl”, he praised with a satisfied smile before replacing his finger with his tongue, exactly where I needed him.

My hips bucked as I felt his tongue lap between my wet folds but he held me there steadily in place. With his skilled tongue flicking me mercilessly, I could only moan his name as the need for him grew in me.

His aura was also on me again, I wasn’t sure if it ever left, this time caressing my breasts and throat. But it was the least of my concerns while he continued eating me out, licking and sucking all the right places.

The dark -haired man withdrew for a moment and cast something under his breath. Before I could complain the loss of contact, my panties gave out at the seams and he pulled the fabric off me. Then his mouth returned on my wet core and my eyes rolled back.

No, I couldn’t hold onto the wooden post anymore, so I bought my hand to his soft hair. I gathered some of it and pulled it away from his face. Our eyes met and I was overtaken by the sight of him there, almost under me.

One of his hands travelled to my entrance and I whined as two strong fingers slid in. They pumped into me softly and I could feel myself stretching for him, him almost doing me apart. A strong orgasm was building in me, all for him.

“Don’t look away”, Severus spoke into my mind.

His black eyes bore into mine and I had to fight with the instinct to close my eyes and lean my head towards the bedpost. The instincts were slowly winning until he murmured into my mind again.

“If you want to cum, do as I say.” He withdrew his fingers and pulled away slowly and then arched an eyebrow at me.

“Yes, sir”, I thought. I needed him in me.

“With your words”, he demanded.

“Yes, sir. I’ll obey”, I said with a hushed tone.

Then he licked me again and I had to do everything not to break eye contact with him. And as his fingers entered me again, I felt his grazing mind deeper in my head, feeling everything through me.

My breath was erratic and so was his as he continued to fuck me with his fingers and his mouth. I felt him all around me, inside of my head and it drew me mad.

“Fuck”, I uttered as he seemed to bring me closer to the edge. His eyes were glinting and a layer of sweat coated his shoulder, where my leg still laid, writhing against him.

I felt myself hovering too close to the orgasm building in me. Severus’s mind withdrew from my head and he took a moment to gather his will in order to be able to only graze my mind this time. It had been almost too much to feel everything through me. He wouldn’t want to end this yet.

“You want to cum?”

“Yes, oh gods, sir!”

“Then cum”, he commanded me.

I didn’t need more and I exploded with the orgasm, riding out the ecstasy as he continued fucking me with his mouth, a satisfied look in his eyes. I moaned his name and threw my head back as he held onto me, keeping me upright with the electric feeling coursing through me in waves.

And as I came down from the high, he laid a final lick on my sensitive clitoris and I shuddered in the afterglow.

I felt completely relaxed after the orgasm. My aura was humming about, entwined with Severus’s darker one. Lazily, it mingled with his and caressed the vibrating magic coming from the professor. 

I opened my eyes to see that Severus had stood up and was now viewing me, lips red and cheeks tinted pink. I knew I looked worse, absolutely flushed and still aroused as I gazed back at him, eyelids heavy.

A small sound escaped my throat when he bent down and kissed me softly. I tasted my own fluids on his lips, sweet, as he continued kissing me gently. The scent of him surrounded me, strong, manly and I felt a throbbing between my legs again. I was not done and neither was he.

I sighed against his lips and gripped his shoulder and urging him closer. My breasts hit his bare chest as he circled his arm around my torso pulling me flush against him. The change  granted me the position to feel his erection against me. Excitement sparked in me, followed by a hint of nervousness.

I pulled back and examined his face. He was clearly more experienced than I was. I knew he was older than me but didn’t know exactly how much. From the way he carried himself I could determine he was well over 30, perhaps in his mid 30s. And I was still in my mis 20s – he had a lot of time to practice before me.

Still, I could see that he wanted me. He had proven that to me quite well. He wouldn’t want me to be anything else than I was. And even when I didn’t know much about him, I felt safe in his presence.

Severus ran a hand through my hair, looking down at me. “Where did you go?” he asked softly.

His baritone voice reverberated through me, soothing the the flustered nerves. It surprised me that he had noticed the sudden change in me and hadn't hesitated in addressing it. Somehow, even when he portrayed himself as the cold and uncaring man, he still had a heart. He was very aware of the things happening around him and it relaxed me. It made me feel safe. 

“I’m right here”, I breathed out.

Severus seemed to scrutinize my face before I rolled my eyes at him. Overprotective bastard. 

A mischievous smile was playing on my lips. "Kiss me", I dared. 

This time he was not gentle. He gripped me possessively and ravaged my mouth with his. His tongue commanded mine and I followed the lead. A moan broke free from my throat as I felt my aura mingle with his, willing the relaxed energy flare up and ignite again with want.

Severus held me tighter, hard cock rubbing against me. I lowered my hand between us and wrapped my fingers around the length. It pulsated against my skin, hot and hard. I rubbed it up and down gently. He was beyond ready for me.

The wizard hissed when I bit his lip roughly. Eyes flashing he pulled back to look at me. Then I felt his long fingers grazing the skin of my throat, gently closing around it.

“If it feels too much, tap me twice for me to ease up”, his voice said sternly into my mind. “Three times and I’ll stop. Say no and I’ll stop.”

I whimpered as his words echoed in my mind, the bond between us flaring up the fire in me. And the hand around my throat only managed to turn me on even more. It was a weight there, not limiting my airway yet. Which I needed it to. 

“Focus, Maria”, the professor growled. “Do you understand what I said to you?”

I nodded. I had heard his voice in my thoughts, clear as a day. “Yes, sir. I understand.”

“Good”, he approved.

Then with a more sinister smirk he let go of my throat stepped away leaving me feeling cold. I could just stay put as he stood there, taking in my naked and utterly aroused body.

Blonde hair a mess, cascading down my shoulders and back, full breasts with hard pink nipples and reddish inviting blush on my skin. I was still leaning on the bedpost, one leg slightly bent, thighs touching together in order to contain the wetness and heat that pooled between my legs. To him, I looked enticing.

He motioned for me to come forward and I straightened myself up and obeyed. As I reached him, he lifted a slender finger and trailed on my face. It stopped under my jaw, gripping it with his thumb and index finger. Then he tilted my head from side to side slowly, observing me. 

I saw his lip twitch. “So obedient”, he praised.

I held back a scoff. I could be obedient but I could also be something else. I shot a look of defiance at him and lifted my jaw out of his grasp. I was his but he did not have to know that. At least not yet.

“Or not.”

I bit the inside of my cheek and tried to keep a grin from spreading. Something in him made me feel strong so I could challenge him, like I was allowed to. 

His black orbs drilled into mine. He was holding me captive. “I could throw you over my leg and spank you for such defiance.”

I still held back the smirk that was threatening to show. “Would it be a punishment if I liked it?”

His finger trailed my lower lip. “That we’ll have to see. Later. First, I need to fuck you senseless.”

I gasped at his vulgar language and he chuckled before kissing me again. Before I knew it, he had pushed me down to the bed again, me under him holding onto his broad shoulders. My core was open to him, no fabric between our bodies.

I broke the kiss to moan when I felt his cock rub against my vulva. How much I had waited for this moment, how many times I had imagined it in the dead of the night by myself. And now it was all coming true.

I grinded my hips against him, causing more friction between us. I was growing very impatient and I needed to have him in me.

“Please”, I begged Severus.

He brought his hand down and situated himself at my entrance. I continued holding onto his shoulders as he slowly sank in deeper. My back arched and I needed to grip the silken sheets in order to not cry out from pleasure when I felt him penetrating me.

When he was finally buried inside me to the hilt, he groaned. He was hot and big inside of me. The whole length had fit in and it stretched me out, at first almost painfully but now as I adjusted to him, the pain had turned to something else.

I felt him grab my hand which was still holding onto the sheets and bring it over my head, pressing down from the wrist. Not that I needed to move it, the feeling in me was too strong now. I could only wait for the next thrust.

Slowly, he eased himself out of me before slamming himself back in. I cried out as he did it again and again, setting a hard pace with steady deep strokes.

Both of my wrists were now pinned above my head as he fucked me mercilessly. I felt the orgasm building up in me again. But with my hands bound, I could do nothing but to take him in and try not to come again. I wouldn’t want to come without permission. But it was hard, when he kept on fucking me, hips snapping against mine roughly. I kept moving my hips to meet his thrusts. And with each one, the throbbing between my legs got more demanding.

“Severus”, I panted. I looked up to his dark eyes, pleading him silently. 

“Patience”, he said.

I writhed and fought against his grip with no avail. “Please, sir.”

He growled and let me go. “Turn around”, he said while pulling out of me.

I did as he instructed.

This time it was rougher. He lifted me on my knees and entered me with a hard stroke, burying his cock into me. He pulled my upper body closer, back against his chest, while he pounded into me with hard thrusts .

I cried out as his hand found my clit, stroking and circling it slowly. The unhurried brush of fingers amongst my wet folds made me buck against his cock, the stimulus coming from front and behind me. If I had time to think, it would've amazed me that he could be so gentle and so rough at the same time.

I leaned back onto his shoulder felt his hot breath by my ear. Our hips were slapping together and a mixture of both of our arousal hung heavy in the air. I clenched the muscles of my cunt, tightened them around the hard length inside of me. I was holding onto the edge by a hair now, one move too much would send me over.

His other hand gripped my throat firmly. I moaned as I felt it tighten, squeezing my airway. I heard my own turbulent heartbeat and felt the blood thumping. He was bringing me too close to the edge as he chocked me unyieldingly. As my sight started going hazier, I had to fight with everything to not cum.

“You’re mine”, he snarled into my ear and loosened his hold on my throat.

I gasped for air and couple of tears streamed down my cheeks. The colors in my vision turned more vibrant again as oxygen flooded in me. 

“Say it and I’ll let you cum.” His thrusts were starting to turn erratic now and I knew he was nearing the edge as well.

“I’m yours, sir”, I managed to whimper. “I’m yours.”

“You may cum”, he managed to growl before his orgasm slowly took over and he penetrated into my slick cunt with force.

It was enough to send me over and I moaned as waves of pleasure washed over me, burning like fire. I heard Severus cry out as he released his seed into me, holding himself deep in my convulsing pussy. My legs were shaking and I fell on my hands and knees trying to ride out the orgasm.

Severus was still hard inside me and I felt his cock twitching as it released the last drops of cum. I continued whimpering as he leaned over me, leaning onto my upper back with his forehead, completely spent.

As the orgasm faded, Severus eased himself out of me, and laid on the bed. He pulled my shivering body closer and I nuzzled against him. My heart was still thundering in my ribcage as the last ripples of pleasure faded and relaxation took its place.

There we were, laying naked amidst thrown clothing and rumpled sheets.

I was drowsy after exhausting myself with him, both of us sweaty and tousled. I heard Severus's heartbeat against my ear, slowing down as be both caught our breaths. The sex, it had been amazing. And the mental connection had made it even more so. With our energies mixing up like this, with him inside my mind, it all had made me very vulnerable. Much more than I had been used to. 

Severus was mindlessly fiddling with a lock of my hair as he gazed at the canopy of the bed. I was glad that he had taken charge of the situation and made me feel wanted and safe. Hell, he had made me cum two times, two amazing orgasms all caused by him.

I looked up at his black eyes. After sex he looked completely different. More relaxed, not so guarded all the time. The wrinkles on his face were smoothed out and he even seemed to be enjoying the moment.

He broke the silence without speaking. “Did I hurt you?”  he asked.

I shook my head. “You took good care of me.”

He swallowed and considered my answer and deemed it satisfactory.

Then he got up from the bed, leaving me laying there, eyes trailing after him. I figured he wasn't much of a cuddling type, not that I would have expected him to be. 

I watched as he accioed a bathrobe to his outstretched hand and dressed in it. The long green fabric reached the floor, rippling as he tied a knot on his waist. He stepped to the doorway, held onto it and glanced my way.

“I’m going to take a shower. Care to join me?”

I watched the man in the doorway, clothed in the emerald green bathrobe and smiled. I would most definitely join him.

And in the midst of all this, the dream was forgotten.