My Dream Girl - Fluff with a touch smut
It was a beautiful summers day. The sun was out in full force, something that was quite rare in England. Usually the skies were overcast and gloomy. Severus was up early, taking advantage of the good weather to tend to the plants in his greenhouse.
You strolled out from the house with a pitcher of lemonade, barefoot and wearing a flowy summer dress. When you arrived at the greenhouse you saw Severus hunched over the flower beds pruning and prodding at his plants. His sleeves bunched up at his forearms as his fingers were buried in the soil. His black hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, a few stray pieces framing his face.
“Sev? Want some lemonade?” You asked after pushing open the door.
“Sure thing. Let me just finish pulling these damn pesky weeds.” He sighed as he pulled a series of scraggly looking plants from the dirt and tossed them onto the ground.
“My mom usually uses weed killer on those. They sell some at the muggle shop down the road you know? I can go get you some.” He stared at you dumbfounded by your suggestion.
“Absolutely not. I’ll just brew some herbicide.” He pulled his hands from the ground and dusted them off. You set down the pitcher of lemonade after pouring a cup for him.
“Same thing babe.” You chucked and passed the glass of lemonade into his outstretched hand.
“Not at all.” He grumbled and lifted the glass to his lips. You rolled your eyes and brushed past him to inspect the flowers planted at the back of the greenhouse. He planted them for you, and he came out every single day to tend to them. Sometimes he would pluck one of the flowers and leave it on your nightstand along with a handwritten note. It was his favorite way of showing how much he loved you. He found that it was much easier for him to express his feelings in writing rather than words.
You jumped slightly when Severus came behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He pressed a kiss to your cheek before resting his chin on your shoulders. The loose strands sticking out from his ponytail tickled your ear. “What’s on your mind?” As he spoke, his chest rumbled against your back.
“Honestly? I’m trying to think about what to make for dinner.”
“I’m feeling pasta. You make great pasta.” He hummed and kissed you on your cheek again after releasing his hold on you. When you turned around he was bent over collecting the weeds he had thrown.
“Fine I’ll make pasta tonight. But before I do anything, you need to come clean up your office it’s a mess.” You went to leave but he grabbed your wrist before you could push open the door.
“I wonder why that is.” He raised his eyebrows suggestively and your cheeks flushed crimson. He was clearly hinting at last night when you strode into his office in a sheer nightgown. Trying your hardest to tempt him away from his work.
He didn’t crack until after you sat atop his desk and swung your feet back and forth, in turn kicking him gently over and over. When he turned away from his work to glare at you, all you did was part your legs to reveal the brand new thong you were wearing. He immediately got to his feet and picked you up. With a swipe of his arm, he threw everything off his desk and onto the floor. Then he turned you around and fucked you hard while bent over his desk.
“That’s not relevant!”
He smirked and kissed your knuckles then released his hold on your wrist. You snapped your hand back to your chest and rushed out of the greenhouse before he could make any more suggestive comments. A small laugh escaped from him as the door closed behind you.
A few hours later, you were in the kitchen chopping vegetables and grinding spices while your boyfriend was cleaning the rest of the house. Sometimes you would catch him peaking his head in the room just to check on you. Once the tomato sauce was simmering, you lowered the heat and left the kitchen to check on Severus.
You eventually found him in your shared bedroom. He was pulling a new pair of sheets on the bed. He didn’t hear you come in, so you just leaned against the door frame and watched him struggle with the sheet. When he tucked it into the final corner, it popped off the opposite end. He groaned and threw his head against the mattress in frustration. You unsuccessfully tried to hide your laugh.
“Having trouble there Sevy?” You teased. He didn’t share your humor and instead pulled his wand from the bedside table. “Oh come on you can do this without magic. It’s easy.”
You pushed yourself from the door frame and headed over to the bed. With ease, you replaced the sheets without it slipping off. When you turned around to give Severus a smug smile, you jumped at how close he was behind you. “See? Just like that.”
He raised a brow and then lightly shoved you so you fell back against the bed. He climbed over top of you. His head hovering over yours so his hair dangled in the space between you. He leaned down and pecked your nose. You pulled him down by his shirt to connect your lips to his.
Severus ran one his hands up your thigh, hiking up the material of your dress in the process. His touch left goosebumps in their wake. He nibbled at the skin on your neck as his hands roamed your body. When his fingers reached the waistband of your underwear, you raised a hand to his chest to push him away.
“We can’t.” You whispered. His lips left your neck, but his hands stayed unmoving on from their place on your skin. A look of disappointment on his face. He wanted you desperately but knew better than to press.
“I’m in the middle of cooking dinner. Later I promise.” You slid from his grasp and stood up to readjust your dress. He merely rolled over onto his back and stared at the ceiling. But as he did this, the fitted sheet popped off the corners of the bed again and encased him. You left the room in a fit of giggles as he threw out a series of swears at the bed covers
The rest of dinner was easy to prepare once your tomato sauce was finished simmering. All you had to do was boil the pasta and toast some bread. While you waited for the water to come to a boil, you started tackling the dishes. Scrubbing pots and some plates while you hummed along to the current song that was playing.
Severus was reorganizing some knickknacks on his shelf when he heard the music start. He rushed out of his study and propped himself up against a wall and watched you. Your hips swayed in time with the music, and you sang the lyrics to the song under your breath. He couldn’t hide the smile that broke out on his face. He never smiled like this in front of anyone, but with you it was a different story.
It took him months to open up to you. The first thing he said to you that wasn’t a little dig or meaningless small talk came three months after bumping into him at Hogsmeade. He had been restocking supplies for after the Christmas holidays and you worked in one of the nearby shops. At first he only saw you as a former student, but as he spent more and more time around you, it grew more into a sort of odd friendship. More often than not, Severus would find himself heading down to the village just to bother you at work.
When you called him out on it, he used the excuse that it was because his dunderhead students ran through his ingredients and equipment during their mess ups, so he frequently needed to restock. Although he would never admit it, he often volunteered to go down to Hogsmeade for anyone who needed anything just so he had a reason to stop by and see you. He thoroughly enjoyed the conversations you shared. Over time he found himself growing closer to you.
The first date you went on together was such an uncomfortable experience for Severus. You had spent most of the night talking while he tried his best to remain calm. The first time you kissed him, he couldn’t believe it had happened. He was so shocked he didn’t move. After you kissed him a few more times though he realized it wasn’t a dream and snapped out of it and was able to move his lips passionately against your own. After several months of dating, you moved in together at his request.
Severus smirked as he watched you dance. He loved everything about you and was reminded of how much he cared for you on days like this. Days where it was just you and him doing ordinary things like cooking and cleaning, and yet even mundane tasks felt extraordinary when you were there with him. A sense of peace fell over him unlike any other. He had never felt quite so happy before.
You turned off the tap and dried your hands on a tea-towel. Just as you were finishing straining the pasta, a pair of arms snaked around your waist. Severus planted a loving kiss to your cheek and pulled your back flush against his chest.
While holding you in his arms, he started swaying just as you had done earlier. You laughed at the uncharacteristic show of romance from your lovely boyfriend. You leaned your head back on him and looked up to see him smiling down at you. He threaded his fingers through yours to turn you around so you could face him while you both danced.
Neither of you were very good dancers. Your movements were not on beat at all, but it didn’t matter. As you swayed back and forth, Severus pressed kisses to your knuckles of the hand he was holding, the other resting on the small of your back. Just as you thought the moment couldn’t get any better, he pulled away and ungracefully twirled you around. You broke out into a fit of giggles.
“Sorry I’m not much of a dancer.” He laughed and pulled you back towards him.
“I wasn’t laughing at you. I was laughing at my bad spin.”
“Hmmm well then let’s try that again, shall we?.” He held your hand and spun you around again. But this time when he pulled you back to him you tripped over a bunched-up floor mat and crashed into him. You both fell to the floor with you landing on top of him.
“I’m so sorry!” You sat up into a more comfortable position. Taking the weight off his body and instead choosing to straddle him. “Are you alright Sev?”
Worry filled you. You both had hit the ground pretty hard. Plus, you had landed right on top of him. Was he injured? Had you just ruined the perfect moment?
His answer was a laugh. One you had never heard before. A genuine unrestrained laugh. It was contagious and you found yourself joining him. After several seconds of laughing together you asked, “I’ll take that as a yes then?”
He nodded and ran his hands along your upper thighs. His touch trailed along your body until he reached your face. He cupped your cheek and stroked it gingerly. Severus’ black eyes stared into your E/C ones with such love and desire that you nearly lost your breath. Your eyes fluttered closed, and you leaned into his touch.
Unbeknownst to you, Severus was working through the biggest insecurity and fear of his life. The fear of rejection from you. It had always been there throughout the entire course of your relationship. You always reassured him, but he still sometimes found himself dealing with poor self-confidence, especially when intimate. Severus found it hard to leave his mind and focus on the pleasure rather than the doubts in his head. But as he stared at you overtop of him, all doubt and fear melted away. He loved you terribly and no one had ever made him feel so safe.
“Marry me Y/N” He breathed out. He had been considering asking you for weeks now but always shied away at the last moment. He didn’t plan on asking you to become his wife while you were both laying on the floor of the kitchen, but the moment felt so perfect it just sort of slipped out. Though he couldn’t deny now that he had finally asked you, a great weight had lifted from his shoulders.
Your eyes flew open. Did you hear him correctly?
“W-What?” You gasped. He sat up straight. Pulled you closer to him on his lap and tilted your chin up so you had no choice but to engage in intense eye-contact.
“Will you do me the honor of marrying me? I want you to be mine entirely Y/N. Forever and always.” He punctuated his words with a delicate kiss. As the realization of his words sunk in, a flood of emotions washed over you. Without a second thought, you nodded violently.
“Yes Severus! Of course I’ll marry you. I love you” You grabbed him by his cheeks and pulled him down to kiss you again. The kisses became more heated. His tongue swiped your bottom lip and you instantly granted him access to explore your mouth. The hand resting on your thigh squeezing it every so often. His lips trailed all over your face. Whispered “I love you’s” in between each one.
Severus was in the middle of leaving love bites on a tender spot on your neck when the smell hit you. He didn’t seem to notice and continued his mission to mark you as much as possible. “Sev. Stop. Something’s burning.”
You pushed him away slightly and he groaned. “What’s wrong?”
“Something’s burning!” You scrambled to your feet and over to the stove. When you yanked open the door, you were met with the sight of several smoking charcoal looking slices of bread. “Lovely.” You groaned.
Severus got to his feet and joined you in staring at the burnt bits of bread. “What a pity.” He said sarcastically. Then he kicked the oven door close with his foot and spun you around to face him. He smirked and lifted you up onto the counter, tugging your dress up and parting your legs to expose your underwear to him.
He got to his knees and positioned himself in-between your legs. As he tugged down your underwear he stared at you in your lust-filled eyes and said, “Guess I'll just go straight to dessert. That okay with you Mrs. Snape?”