Such a Pretty Baby - Smut
The last thing you had been expecting when you stumbled in through the door of your home was to be shoved against a wall. An illuminated wand in your face before your hazed mind could figure out what was happening. The blue glow on the end of the wand washed over your features, and the one holding it let out a sigh and released you. You hiccupped loudly and squinted while trying to peer at the person blinding you.
“Y/N…” The low rumble of Severus’ voice made you swoon. He extinguished the light on his wand and stared at you with eyes full of concern. “Where have you been? I thought something happened to you.”
“Severus!” You jumped up to wrap your arms around him but in your inebriated state you merely collapsed. Thankfully, he was there to pull you to your feet. He steadied you and leaned closer to your face.
“Have you been drinking?” He brushed a few stray hairs away from your face and cupped your cheeks to stare into your glossed over eyes. You busted out into a huge grin and nodded within his hold.
“Just a little bit” Holding up your pointer finger and thumb to show him just how little you drank.
“Then why do you smell like a bar.” He dropped his hands from your face and backed away. You couldn’t stop the frown from forming on your face. He sounded really disappointed in you. “I was worried about you. You’ve been gone all night. You didn’t even tell me where you were going. Now you’re home and it’s” He paused and glanced over at the clock on the wall. “It’s almost five in the morning. I’ve been waiting up for you all night.” He groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Sevyyyy” You slurred. He looked really upset. Despite how fuzzy your head felt, you wanted to cheer him up. His back was turned to you, so you hugged him from behind and rested your head against him. “I’m sorry. I was out with Y/F/N. Let me make it up to you.”
While still holding him from behind, you ran your hands over his chest. He shuddered and pulled you off him and spun back around to face you. “Absolutely not.” He stated. He held your hands gently in his much larger ones and stroked them softly with his thumb.
“Why not?!” You pouted and stomped your foot childishly. He simply rolled his eyes and tugged you closer to pull you into a hug. “Because you’re drunk. I’m not going to take advantage of you in this state.” He punctuated his words with a kiss to the top of your head.
You mumbled a few choice words into the fabric of his shirt but relaxed in his hold nonetheless. Severus ran his hand up and down your back soothingly and it didn’t take long for you to start dozing off in his arms. He chuckled, pulled away from the hug, and tilted your chin up to kiss him. When he pulled away you stared at the hand holding you, his ring finger sported a silver wedding band engraved with swirls.
“Come on my dear. Let’s go to bed.” He grabbed your hand and started to make his way towards the bedroom door, but you stayed glued to your spot. He snapped his head around to see what was keeping you. He thought he would find you still pouting over his refusal to accept your advances, but instead he found you with your hands covering your eyes and barely audible sobs leaving your parted lips.
“Dearest. What’s wrong?” He rushed over to encase you in a tight hug. You leaned into him and cried harder. “This isn’t because I said not tonight, is it?”
“No. it’s not” You wiped your tears with the back of you arm and stared up into Severus' dark eyes. He was holding you by your upper arms and studying your every move. Confusion and concern written all over his features.
“Then whatever is the matter my dear?”
“I can’t go to bed with you. What- What.” Your cries cut you off.
Severus had never felt so confused before in his life. Just a few minutes ago you were running your hands all over his body trying to convince him to sleep with you and now you didn’t want to go in the bedroom with him? “Why can’t you go to bed with me, Y/N?”
With tears still steaming down your face, you managed to choke out, “What-What will your wife think?” You buried your face in his chest for comfort, but he pulled you away.
“You’re not being serious right now are you?” He laughed and leaned down to kiss you but you backed away so he couldn’t. “Merlin, you are. Aren’t you?”
“Stop laughing it’s not funny.” You shoved him away and turned your back to him. More tears threatening to escape you. You felt exhausted and your mind was so foggy. All you wanted to do was sleep.
“Y/N.” When you gave no response, he grabbed you by your shoulders and forced you back up against the wall. “Y/N, you are my wife you silly girl.” He cocked a brow as he waited for your reaction.
“I am?”
“Yes.” He laughed breathily and brought his hand up that dawned the wedding band. He spun the ring around and engraved on the back was your initial next to his. Then he brought your left hand up to his and let the rings touch each other. A small golden glow travelled along the bands and ended with highlighting the initials on both of your rings.
You stared at the rings for several moments in awe, even long after they stopped glowing. Now convinced, you flicked you gaze back to the man who was staring at you with a smirk. “Stop laughing at me.”
“I’m not laughing.”
“You want to. Same thing.”
“Is it now?” He pressed a few kisses to your ringed hand before kissing you on your pouted lips. You returned the kiss eagerly, swiping your tongue against his bottom lip hopefully. He didn’t grant you access, and you whined into his touch. He pulled away and hummed. “Not tonight. Come on, time for bed.”
The moment your head hit the pillow it was lights out. Severus spent several moments just admiring your sleeping form. The way your chest moved up and down with every intake and exhale of breath. How your eyelashes rested against your cheeks. He wasn’t quite sure how he got so lucky. He bent over and kissed your forehead and whispered out, “Goodnight Darling.” before pulling you in so your back rested against his chest and his face buried in your hair.
Morning came quickly. The light filtered in through the windows and past the sheer white curtains. Even when you tried to turn around to escape the brightness, it still invaded every corner of the bedroom.
Last night you may have gotten a bit carried away with the partying. You were out celebrating with a group of your friends and one drink turned into two which turned into six and soon you lost count after that. Somehow they got you home, but not before you nearly died tripping on everything while walking through the garden. Everything else after that was a blur.
The throbbing pain in your head worsened as you sat up. It was a constant struggle trying to figure out if you were too hot or too cold. Eventually you settled down against the headboard and wrapped the duvet around your legs. You ran your hands over the empty spot in the bed next to you. Where was Severus?
You hoped he was making breakfast. He made a really good eggs benedict and honestly nothing sounded better to you in that moment than a warm meal served in bed by your husband. A series of knocks on the door filled you with excitement.
“Come in!”
Severus pushed open the door and slipped in. He was wearing a plain night shirt which hung loosely off his broad chest and a pair of grey sweats. He looked incredibly hot like that. The thought I wonder if we had sex last night evident as you pretty much eye-fucked him as he strolled over to the bed.
“Close your jaw darling. You’re drooling.”
“Am not.” You blushed and subtly tried to wipe your mouth. He smirked and held out the glass he had been holding.
“Here. The least you can do is keep yourself hydrated, insufferable girl"
You rolled your eyes and took the glass and brought it up to your lips. It tasted funny. No doubt he had poured something in it to help with your hangover. After a few sips you tried to lower it, but when Severus gave you a stern look and pushed the cup back up to your mouth, you drank more than half of it. “Sooooooo.” You drawled on. “Do I get breakfast in bed Sevy?” You jutted out your bottom lip and gave him your best pleading eyes.
Severus smiled softly and took a seat next to you on the bed. He wanted nothing more than to pull you into his lap and hold you while you enjoyed breakfast. He would read to you your favorite book, pausing every few sentences to check that you were still listening and to leaves kisses against your cheek. However, he had other plans for the morning.
“Nope. I would only do such things for my wife.” His lips twitched as he fought off a smirk.
“But…I am your wife?” You tilted your head and let your gaze flick down to your wedding ring just to be sure.
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“Are you now? Seems like you had forgotten last night.” The smirk was full on now. He grabbed the water glass from your hand and placed it on the bedside table, keeping his eye on yours the entire time. “Perhaps I should remind you.” He pressed lightly against your chest, so you fell back against the pillows. He crawled over top of you, his hair falling down and framing his face, and grabbed both your wrists in his hand. “Who you belong to.” He bent down and captured your lips in a dominating kiss.
Still holding your wrists, he slammed them against the headboard. Using his other hand, he bound you to the headboard with silk ropes. You gave them a test tug and found them unyielding. You only now realized that you were just wearing a loose button-up shirt to bed. You felt incredibly exposed. Severus backed away and admired his handy work while making a show of removing his clothes. It seemed to take him an eternity to remove his shirt and when you whined out at his speed he narrowed his eyes at you.
“Whatever is the matter dearest?” A cocky grin danced on his lips.
“You know very well what’s wrong Severus.”
“Can’t say I do.” He tugged down his sweats and you hissed at the sight of his fully naked body. He joined you again on the bed. He used his hands to rip open the shirt you were wearing, buttons flew across the room.
“Pretty girl.” He smiled while cupping your breasts. Taking his time to brush his fingers over the swell of them, but never where you wanted him to be.
“Don’t tease me.” You demanded through clenched teeth. At first, you thought he had given in since he brought his mouth down to your chest, but then he bit down gently on your hardened nipple. You yelped out in pain. “I’m in charge right now aren’t I, Y/N?”
You huffed and struggled against your bonds. He tutted and pinched your other nipple which made you cease your movements. “Good girl.” He praised. You blushed at his approval. “My good girl.” He added in between kisses across your chest.
“Please.” You whined as his teasing touches continued all over your body. Running along the curve of your hips, and along your thighs.
“Please? What are you asking for?” His tone was patronizing, and it only turned your flushed cheeks redder. Answering his own question, he brushed his fingertips over your clit. You keened under his touch. He repeated this over and over, but never offering enough pressure for relief. It was clear he was still waiting on an answer to his question.
“Please. Need you.” Your voice airy as you begged for him.
Normally he would press, force you to say what you wanted in explicit detail. Relish in watching you struggle to spill the filthy requests from your lips, but he couldn’t deny that he needed to be inside you just as much as you did. He parted your legs to expose your waiting entrance to him. Soaked entirely, just for him.
“Someone’s eager.” He teased. Then painfully slow, his hand travelled over your upper thighs till he finally reached your cunt. He lined up a long finger and slowly inserted it in you with a satisfied sigh. You clenched your fists over and over, desperate to squeeze something as the pleasure washed over you. Over time he pumped more and more fingers into you, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
By now you were panting. His fingers felt divine. Calloused from years of potion making, they knew all the right spots to hit inside you. Your eyes fluttered close, and you lifted your hips to meet his touch. Severus was watching your movements closely, seeing how you responded to certain strokes and which ones brought out the loudest moans. He played with you so well. Right as you were nearing your finish, he withdrew his touch completely. You gasped out and stared at him incredulously.
“Shhh baby. It’s alright.” He cooed, still in that patronizing tone. He brought his left hand to your face and squeezed your cheeks quite roughly. “Open.” He demanded. Immediately you obeyed and parted your lips. He used the opportunity to slip in his fingers coated in your arousal.
“Suck.” Once again, without question, you obeyed his command. You cleaned his fingers thoroughly with your lips and tongue and only once he was satisfied he removed them and replaced them with his lips. “You look so pretty like that baby.” Severus hummed after breaking the kiss.
He sat up and checked the silk ribbon wrapped around your wrists. “It doesn’t hurt, right?”
You shook your head and smiled. Thankful for his concern. “Still good to continue? Know your safe word?” You nodded.
“Words please.”
“Yes. To both.”
“Thank you. Let’s continue then.” He smirked.
Severus spread your legs a bit further and helped adjust you so he could line himself up with your entrance. He ran his length up and down a bit to coat himself in your wetness, then without warning he rammed himself inside of you. Not giving you time to adjust, he wasted no time in setting a brutal pace. Your body jerked upwards with each meeting of his hips. Your head bumping into your tied wrists.
The feeling was overwhelming. Just when you thought you had grown accustomed to his pace, he would switch it up or pull out of you completely, just to shove himself back in. It left you breathless each time. Your head lolled back, exposing your neck, and shrieks of pleasure left you.
Severus seized the opportunity to enclose a hand around your throat. The other gripped onto the headboard so tight his knuckles paled. Each hard snap of his hips punctuated with a throaty groan and the sound of the headboard banging against the wall. “You feel fucking amazing Y/N.” He gasped out.
The only response you were able to give him with him choking you was a moan. He laughed breathlessly as he took in your fucked-out state. Eyes squeezed shut, messy hair, and those lips parted to let out the most sinful noises. He released his hold on the headboard and quickly untied your wrists. You immediately brought your hands up to rest onto his, which were still holding on to your throat. “You were made for this, weren't you? Made to take my cock. And you do it so well. Such a pretty baby. Tell me Y/N, who do you belong to?”
You whimpered out. It felt like you were unable to form words. His relentless thrusting did nothing to help this fact either. When you didn’t respond, he tightened his grip on your throat. Panic stricken, you choked out a muffled, “YOU.”
“That’s not my name princess. Say my name.” He whispered the words into your ear then planted kisses around your neck. Finally, he hovered over you. His lips mere inches from your own, but he never closed the space between you, and his tight grip on your neck prevented you from kissing him. Merlin, he was so perfect like this. Eyes blown with lust, groans leaving his thin lips, and soft black strands of his hair tickling your cheek. “Say it, or I’ll stop right now and won’t let you come all week.”
Pulled out of your thoughts, you heart skipped a beat at his words. Without a second thought you cried out his name.
“Severus.”
“Severus what?”
“I belong to Severus Snape.” You choked out. As soon as the words left your mouth, he crashed his lips down upon yours. His pace slowed down but became more sensual. He removed his hands from your neck and lifted one of your thighs so he could press into you even deeper.
“Don’t. Ever. Forget. It.” He finished each word with a particularly rough thrust. You dragged your nails down his back as you approached your climax. He groaned out at the pain, “Come for me Y/N.”
Once his hips met yours once again, you did just as he asked. Your inner walls clenching around him as your eyes screwed shut. His name left your mouth in series of wails. Severus didn’t slow down, but he lost his rhythm. After a string of swears and a shout, he joined you in orgasmic bliss. His cock twitched as he spurted load after load of come into your awaiting cunt. Both of your chests heaving as you tried to catch your breath all while staring into each other’s eyes. You were completely spent.
Severus eased himself out of you slowly. You hissed at the feeling, still sensitive. You were ready to roll over and go back to bed, but Severus clearly had other plans. He flipped you over, shoving your head into the pillows so your ass was presented to him. He brought his hand down against you and you yelped in surprise at the sudden spanking.
“You didn’t think I was done with you already, did you princess? We still have all day for me to remind you who owns this pretty pussy.”