Promise - Smut (Young Snape)
It was breezy outside. The perfect temperature for reading outdoors. Not too hot and not too cold. It was nearing the end of your 7th year, and you decided to spend the last few weeks of your time at school enjoying everything Hogwarts had to offer. That’s how you ended up out in the courtyard searching for the perfect tree to sprawl out under. Everyone else seemed to have their noses stuffed in a textbook, studying for their upcoming N.E.W.T.s. You however, had a muggle fiction novel, and planned on reading it till you passed out in the grass under the warm glow of the sun.
The perfect spot ended up being under a beech tree. Just enough shade to make it comfortable to read under. When you neared the tree, you saw a boy under it already. His black hair framing his face, which was shoved in a copy of Advanced Potion Making.
You only knew one person that carried around that book like their life depended on it. Severus Snape. You two often spent time together outside of class studying. He was really good at potions, and he was always eager to help you study whenever you asked. Sometimes you felt bad as you could never return the favor. None of the classes were really your strong suit. You much preferred daydreaming under a tree than studying stuff like herbology or charms. Though for some reason you were always more than willing to take time out of your day to study potions with Severus.
“This spot taken?” You questioned as you plopped down next to him, your shoulder brushing against his. He slammed his book closed immediately and started to stand up. “Hey! What gives?” You tugged on the sleeve of his robes.
He flinched, but then met your gentle gaze. Oh. It’s just her. He was worried it had been James or one of his minions. He yanked the sleeve out of your grasp and took his spot back under the tree, although this time much farther away from you.
You slid back over to him and scowled. “I don’t bite you know.” Nudging him slightly adding, “Unless you ask.” You wiggled your eyebrows and smirked. He remained stoic and tense.
“This is where you should laugh. Or say something snarky in return, Severus.”
“Like what?” He readjusted himself slightly, now facing you.
“I don’t know. That’s your job.” You sighed and sunk down the tree until your head was lying in the grass. Leaves and branches filling your vision as you stared up at the top of the tree.
Snape was watching you curiously. You weren’t wearing your school robes or the uniform like he was. It wasn’t surprising though. Most 7th years didn’t have classes today, so they remained in their muggle clothes. He didn’t have anything he could change into that wasn’t littered with holes or awkwardly hung off his lanky body. You however, looked like a fairy to him. The floral dress clung to your body in all the right spots. The puffed sleeves were slid off your shoulder and exposed your collarbones. The square neckline left the tops of your breasts visible.
Before you could catch him staring, he turned his attention to the grass and began pulling up several blades of them to distract himself.
“It’s such a nice day out.” You yawned. Reaching your hand up to block out the rays of sunshine that filtered through the leaves. You turned to stare at Snape, who was now drawing patterns in the dirt with his fingers.
“I guess” he mumbled.
You rolled your eyes and turned over completely, now resting on your side. “You’re such a grump Sev. Laydown and enjoy the sunshine with me!” You reached out to close your hand around his wrist.
He couldn’t help but flicker his eyes down to stare at the top of your chest. In your new position, he could see the curve of them much easier now. When he managed to pull his gaze from them, he met your eyes. You had a knowing smirk on your face. One that caused Snape to blush furiously. He brought his book from his lap, opened it, and used it to cover his reddening cheeks.
You reached up and pushed the book back down. He looked very flustered. “I asked you to lay down with me. Don’t keeping me waiting.” He set down the book hesitantly. He used his hands to lower himself so he could lay on the ground next to you.
You shifted over to lay your head on his outstretched arm. Snape had never felt so tense in his life. Women were not his strong suit and being so close to you was making his heartbeat painfully in his chest.
“You’re stiff as a board, Sev.” You scooted even closer to him.
“WHAT?” He shot up to cover his crotch with his hands. Cheeks aflame while he bit his lip.
You sat up and stared at him incredulously. Then a roar of laughter left you, much to his embarrassment. Tears threatening to spill from him. “Sev. I-I meant.” You choked out in-between laughs. “I-I meant you were tense. Not.” You gestured down to where he was covering. “Not you know.”
He was shocked. Before you could mock him further, he stumbled to his feet. Determined to get far away from you. But you caught his hand in both of yours. “Severus, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have laughed.” You were biting your lip, struggling to contain your giggles. “Really. I promise. I’m sorry. Stay?” You gave him your best puppy dog look.
He groaned and slammed himself back down to the ground. This time covering his lap with his bag and putting more distance between you two. You got to your knees and shuffled over to him. Instead of returning to your position on the ground, you rested your head down on top of his bag. Now you were staring up at him rather than the leaves.
Snape had a perfect view down your dress, and he was struggling to contain himself. Your head was so close to his-
“Sev. My eyes are up here.” You had grabbed his chin and forced him to look at you in your eyes. He jerked his head to the side and pursed his lips. “I was looking at your necklace.” He said under his breath.
“Mhm. Sure, you were.” You fidgeted with the golden chains on your neck. “If you wanna see them that bad… all you have to do is ask.” It was your turn to blush now. Clearly the words had affected him as you felt his thighs stiffen under you.
“I don’t need your pity.” Snape huffed out. He had feelings for you but knew someone like you would never fall for him. He was just a greasy-haired awkward boy. You were way out of his league. You could easily have had any boy at the school, even some of the quidditch captains had taken a liking to you. This was obviously a ploy from James and Sirius. There’s no other reason for a girl like you wanting to be with a boy like him.
But you had always spent time with him. As much as he tried to deny it, you at least seemed to enjoy his company for the most part. He was pulled out of his thoughts by you sitting up. He immediately missed your warmth.
“I can’t believe you actually think that’s something I would do. I’m not like those idiots who mess with you. I actually like you. My mistake I guess.”
Before you could even attempt to leave, he spoke so quietly you could barely hear him, “You do?”
He had to be joking right?
You were ready to slap him. In fact, you were just about to raise your hand to do so, but the look on his face stopped you. He looked awestruck. So shocked and confused that someone could genuinely like him. It broke your heart. The boy in front of you had been tormented so relentlessly he felt that he wasn’t deserving of love. Instead of replying, you leaned forward to connect your lips to his. It was a quick and gentle kiss. He was so taken aback by the action he was unable to return it. After your lips left his, you stared down at your shoes to avoid eye contact. It was painfully silent for a few moments as you both processed what just happened.
He cleared his throat. “I do too. You know.” His hand came up to the nape of his neck and stroked it nervously. “Just didn’t think it was possible for a girl like you, all pretty and stuff, to like a guy like me, who isn’t-”
You cut off his rambling with a much more passionate kiss. He returned your ministrations this time. When you gripped his neck to deepen the kiss, he clenched his hands in the grass. Obviously unsure what to do with them. You pulled away with a chuckle, grabbed his hands and placed them on your waist, and returned to kissing him just as feverishly.
When you parted, his wide eyes searched your expression. He was worried he would find regret or disgust written all over you, but all he found was lust.
“Meet me in the astronomy tower. Tonight at 10pm, Snape.” You punctuated your words with a kiss to his cheek then got to your feet.
“Yes ma’am” he smiled dazedly at you while you walked back towards the castle.
Severus spent the rest of the day stressing over what had happened under the tree and what could possibly happen tonight. He paced around the Slytherin common room for hours. Before he knew it, it was time to head up to the astronomy tower. He considered blowing you off and not showing up. Convinced it was some sort of sick prank. That he would show up and half of the school’s Gryffindors would be there ready to laugh at him the moment he showed his face.
But there was this small piece of him -incredibly small that hoped you actually had feelings for him. Maybe he was just touch starved or inexperienced, but he was sure that he felt something from you when you kissed him. Whatever it was you felt for him, he wouldn’t know unless he mustered up the courage to actually go and find out. Sucking in a deep breath, he shrugged on his cloak and left the common room.
Severus was a pro at sneaking around the castle after curfew, having done so many times when he couldn’t sleep. He knew the best places to hide if he heard someone coming and the best shortcuts so he could avoid spending as much time as possible in open corridors. He had just arrived by the steps of the astronomy tower when he heard shuffling noises. Quickly he ran up the spiral staircase hoping to avoid any confrontation.
Once at the top, he took in his surroundings. Thankfully there was no class going on tonight so that meant you two should have plenty of alone time. The thought caused a lump to form in his throat. Alone? With a pretty girl?
He fiddled with his fingers and paced back and forth in the abandoned classroom. His heart was hammering in his chest so aggressively he could feel it in his ears. It felt like hours had passed since he had left the safety of his common room and with each minute that passed, the anxiety bubbling in his stomach worsened.
Where was she? Shouldn’t she be here by now?
Severus wasn’t even sure what he was expecting to happen tonight. Wondering if you had brought him up here to let him down gently. Perhaps call him a creep or express your regrets from earlier. He glanced over the balcony thoughtfully. If worse comes to worse I could always-
He shook his head violently to dispel the thoughts. Surely you should have arrived by now. He rolled up his sleeve to check his watch. It was a quarter pass ten. Severus ran his hands over his face. He felt so stupid. It was all a prank and he had been stupid enough to fall for it. How could anyone actually like him? Severus was ready to rush back to his dormitory. To hide under his poster bed and cry under the safety of the Muffliato Charm.
Just as he approached the entrance to the staircase, he spotted you rushing up the steps. Your lips parted as you struggled to catch your breath. You joined him at the top of the stairs and bent over, resting your hands on your knees, and attempted to take in as much air as you could.
“Sorry I’m late I-” Another intake of air. “Professor McGonagall was - she was-”
After pausing again, you were finally able to finish your sentence. “She was out patrolling the hallways. I only just lost her. I had to do a lap around the castle to get rid of her.”
You tucked a strand of hair that fallen in front of your face during your explanation behind your ear and glanced up at Severus. He looked taken aback by your sudden appearance.
“Right well-”
The sound of footsteps stopped him in his tracks. You both snapped your head around to the staircase. The metal chiming as a shoe descended upon the steps echoed around the tower.
“Someone’s coming!” You jumped up and covered Severus’ mouth with your hand. He mumbled something around you, but you gave him a look that silenced him. Still covering his mouth, you dragged him into a corner so you would be out of sight from anyone who looked in from the entryway. He was so close to you. You, leaning against the wall, his back pressing against your chest. You could feel each time he took in a shaky breath.
He reached up to pry your hand from his mouth and spun around to glare at you. When he opened his mouth to speak again you covered his lips with a finger. “Shhh” you said quietly.
The footsteps got louder and louder. You both had started to panic a bit. Being caught out of bed, alone and pressed up against one another. What would they think? The room went silent. Whoever had ascended the tower was clearly at the top. You reached out to Severus and pulled him in so you could bury your face into his chest, trying to make yourself as small as possible.
Severus eyes widened at the contact. You were so warm, and your hair smelled so nice. He had completely forgotten about the possibility of being caught and focused on trying to subtly take in the fruity scent of your hair. His hands absentmindedly traveled to your waist and pulled you even closer to him. He relished in the feeling of being held. No one ever touched him like this. He could stay in your arms forever.
“They’re gone.” You whispered. “We can get out of the corner now.”
He was hesitant to drop his hands from your waist but did so anyways. Forcing himself to hide the disappointment. He wasn’t sure what would happen next. He hoped you would kiss him again. Severus hadn’t stopped thinking about how your lips felt against his own. He thought about being the one to initiate the kiss but shied away. He wasn’t going to do anything till he figured out exactly why you asked him to meet you here.
“Well, that wasn’t how I imagined the night starting.” You laughed nervously. Severus was fumbling around with his robes, doing anything to avoid looking you in the eyes. You two had never been alone like this. Sure, you spent long hours in the library together but there had always been others around. With it being just the two of you and no homework to keep the conversation flowing, finding something to say felt impossible. It was written all over his face in addition to uncertainty and nervousness.
You reached out and grabbed his hand. It was freezing. “Let’s go look at the stars Sev.” You smiled brightly at him. He returned a half-hearted one and allowed you to drag him over to the balcony.
Severus’ mind was reeling. When you touched his hand it sent sparks through his whole body. His feet acted on their own and carried him to where you were pulling him. His eyes stayed on you the whole time. You were pointing out constellations and planets, but he could care less. The moonlight bathed you in a wonderous glow that left him amazed by your beauty.
“Isn’t it just beautiful?” You asked while staring at your favorite cluster of stars.
“Yes. Quite.” But he wasn’t looking at the sky. For he had the most beautiful thing in the world standing next to him. You turned to look at your friend. One of his hands was gripping the metal railing. He was staring down at you.
“Severus? Is everything alright?”
“I’m…not sure.” He whispered. He pulled his bottom lip into his mouth to chew on it. “Y/N?”
“Hmm?” You stepped closer so you could hear him.
“Can I – I mean is it okay if I k-kiss you?” He struggled to get the words out. A blush had spread across his cheeks which he unsuccessfully tried to hide behind the curtains of his hair. You chuckled and stepped even closer. Reaching up to cup his cheeks, you stroked them as you stared up into his eyes.
“I’d really like if you would.” You stood on your tippy toes and connected your lips to his. Just like earlier, he was slow to respond to the kiss. But once comfortable he threaded his hands through your hair and pulled you closer, deepening it. You took the lead, as you had much more experience, but Severus was slowly gaining confidence.
As you trailed kisses along his neck, he remained rigid. Never sure where to stick his hands or what to say next. Worried that if he messed up someway or somehow you would immediately leave and that was truly the last thing he wanted. “You’re allowed to touch me. I want you to.” You moaned into his neck.
“Are you sure?” He moved his hands from his sides and allowed them to hover over where he wanted to touch you.
“Perfectly.” With that, he allowed his hands to run along your back. Sometimes stopping to give your hips a small squeeze, it seemed to be something you liked so he continued doing it. When you pulled away from him, he was worried he had offended you, but the look in your eyes told a different story. “Follow me.”
You hurried down the steps of the astronomy tower with Severus in tow. At the bottom you darted off to the left and hurried down the halls. He struggled to keep up with you in his current state. All he could think about was how good your body felt under his touch.
You eventually stopped between two random columns and pulled out your wand. “What are you doing?”
You hushed him and waved your wand in an intricate way in the air then tapped the wall with the tip of your wand. The moment you finished, a few bricks began to crumble and fall to the floor. “A secret passage?” He gaped but you shushed him again.
“Come. Hurry.” You snatched his hand and pulled him in the opening that had formed. Once past the makeshift doorway you turned back around and waved your wand again and the passage closed. Leaving you in total darkness. Severus squeezed your hand to make sure you were still there.
“Lumos!” The soft blue glow illuminated the small area and he looked around curiously. “Light those candles for me will you?”
After the candles were lit you extinguished the light from your wand and beamed up at Severus. “Well? Whaddya think?”
The room was bathed in soft candlelight. A number of messy stacks of books laid on top of an old wooden dresser. Others rested neatly in the bookshelves that lined the right side of the room. A brown leather armchair with rips and tears on the backrest was tucked into a corner. A knitted yarn blanket draped over seat. Frames of dried flowers hung from the brick walls and there was a small H/N flag hanging over a daybed.
“What is this place?” Severus asked while looking around. Sometimes picking up a knickknack from one of the bookshelves to examine it.
“I’m not sure.” You shrugged and plopped down on the daybed. “I found it during my third year. I’ve been using it as a hideout ever since. I don’t think anyone knows about it because no one has ever touched the stuff I’ve brought in.”
“A hideout for what?” He ran his finger over the spines of the books on the shelf. There were so many of them here he had never read before.
“I dunno. Anything really. I eventually started sleeping in here since one of my roommates snores so loud.” It felt very strange having another person in here with you. Especially since that person was a boy and this was essentially your bedroom. Severus nodded and continued to explore. It was the best thing he could do to distract himself from the fact that he was alone with you in such a small space.
“Feel free to sit. If you want.” You patted the spot next to you, but Severus went immediately over to the leather chair in the opposite corner. He sat on the very edge, clearly unsure what to do. “I meant with me, silly.”
“Right!” He shot back up and then joined you over by the bed. He sat down as far as possible from you, but that wasn’t by much since the bed wasn’t very long. You were still within arm’s reach.
When you got up, Severus knew it was so you could close the distance he had put in-between you, but he didn’t expect for you to climb into his lap and straddle his thighs. “Is this ok Severus?”
He chewed on his lip and nodded ever so slightly. You started kissing along his neck for a few moments to hopefully calm his nerves. After a bit, he let his hands travel to your waist. You hummed appreciatively and rolled your hips forward. Severus hissed at the friction and dug his nails into you. You bit back a laugh, not wanting to make him feel insecure, but he was just so cute like this.
You continued grinding against him for several minutes, pausing to capture his lips in a kiss every so often. He struggled to hide his noises. Everything just felt so heavenly. He wasn’t sure what it was he wanted but merlin did he hope you would help him get it. You ceased your movements and pulled away to slide your dress down a bit to expose your bra. Severus couldn’t believe his eyes. Were you going to strip right in front of him?
“Will you help me with my bra by chance?” You stood and turned around, making sure your hair was out of the way. His fingers brushed against your bare back, and you shuddered at the contact. Severus hands trembled as he struggled to unclasp your bra. It took a few attempts but eventually he got it.
“Sorry, I’ve never done that before.” He mumbled while looking down at his lap. You reached out to tilt his chin up so he would look in your eyes. “It’s okay Severus. You’re safe here. I’m not going to judge you.”
“Promise?” He searched your eyes for any traces of dishonesty.
“Pinky promise.” You stuck out your pinky and he hooked his own around yours. His cheeks burned red. You took your spot again on his lap, now working on getting his cloak off. Severus had put on his best pair of clothes he owned for tonight. Ones he would typically save for special occasions. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting when you asked him to meet him in the astronomy tower, but he wanted you to see him looking as nice as possible. He even attempted to neaten his hair for you. He froze when your hands fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.
“No!” He reached out and caught your hands.
“What’s wrong?” You stilled, worried you may have misread the situation.
“I want to.” He swallowed thickly. “I want to keep my shirt on.”
You were a bit confused at first but seeing the insecurity within his gaze made it quite clear. “No worries Sev, you can keep it on.”
At first, he was worried he ruined the mood, but you went back to kissing his neck just as before. He could feel your chest pressing against his own now that his cloak or your bra was no longer in the way. If only he had the confidence to voice what he wished to do.
Once his shoulders relaxed, you leaned back and smiled at him. You slid your dress down again, but this time to expose your breasts to his stare. Severus turned beet red and adverted his gaze immediately. You gave a small chuckle and said, “If I didn’t want you to look, I wouldn’t have taken it off.”
He hesitated but eventually turned his head back to stare at your bare chest. Sure, he had seen photos before like the ones in the muggle magazines his roommate hid under his mattress, but nothing compared to the real thing.
While Severus was gawking at your tits, you reached down and brought his hands up so he could cup them. His hands didn’t move from the spot you put them in, and his arms shook nervously. “Sev.” You whispered breathily. “Relax.” You ground your hips against his and he whimpered at the friction, his hands accidentally squeezing your breasts. When you moaned at the feeling, Severus panicked.
“I’m sorry! Did I hurt you?” His hands dropping back to his side.
“No no no. It felt good.” You reassured him, but he kept his hands to himself anyways.
You reached down and started to unbutton his trousers but didn’t pull them down, just enough to pull out his cock from the confines of his boxers. Severus had a death grip on the bed sheets. No one had ever touched him there before, but oh did it feel amazing having your soft hands on him. You pumped his length gently up and down while he fought to contain his sounds. Every so often a small whine escaped his lips.
His hips bucked against you, hoping to increase the speed, but you kept up the slow pace so he didn’t come too fast. You could tell he was getting close when he lost control of the noises tumbling from his lips. His head was lolled back, eyes screwed shut as he took in the feeling. “Please Y/N.” he choked out. His head was swimming in pleasure. Never could he have imagined how lovely it would feel to have another person touch him. How was he meant to go back to just his hands after this? He hoped he wouldn’t have to.
Just as he was about to tip over the edge, your hands left him. He rutted against nothing, desperate cries leaving him. “Why...did you…stop.” He struggled to get the words out. The only thing on his mind was finishing. He was so focused on the feeling he didn’t even feel embarrassment at how needy he sounded for you.
You adjusted yourself on his lap and leaned forward to stroke his cheek. His skin was hot under your fingers. He pressed against wherever you touched him, dying for any type of skin-on-skin contact. “’m sorry sevy.” You cooed. “You can’t finish yet baby.”
“W-Why not?” The familiar feeling of tears threatening to fall from his dark eyes struck him. He felt like he would die if he didn’t get to come soon.
Instead of answering him with words, you bunched up the bottom of your dress. This allowed for his first glimpse of your mound. He let out a shaky breath at the sight. A fresh wave of anxiety ran through him. Was he about to lose his virginity? This wasn’t really how he pictured it happening but then again he never really pictured it happening at all. He didn’t think anyone would find him desirable enough to sleep with him. It’s definitely what he wanted, and he couldn’t imagine a more kind or beautiful person to lose it to, but he couldn’t stop the worry that he would be awful in bed.
Clearly you had some sort of experience and with that came expectations. What if he couldn’t rise to them? His thoughts continued to race. If he did horribly tonight there was no doubt you would tell the whole school how terrible it was.
Severus’ brows were furrowed in thought. You knew he was lost in his thoughts and clearly not good ones based on how he bit his lips. “Severus?” No response. “Severus? Hey? Look at me.”
His eyes flicked to yours. He found comfort in your gaze and a bit of fear left him. You reached out to grip his chin so he couldn’t look away. “Like I said earlier, Like I promised, I would never judge you. Understand?”
He gave a tentative nod. “I wanna hear you say it. Say you understand.”
Severus wanted to protest but thought better of it. “I understand.”
You smiled and closed the distance between your lips. The kiss was reassuring, and it gave him the courage to return his hands to your breasts briefly. He even brushed over your nipples which made you gasp into the kiss. “Good. Now tell me, do you want to go further tonight?”
He almost nodded, but the look on your face told him to do otherwise. “Yes please.” He whispered. You hummed happily and sat up on his lap, one hand resting on his shoulder and the other reaching down to grab his shaft. You ran the head over your slit to coat it in your arousal. Severus was holding on to your hips for dear life. Finally, you lined it up with your opening and sunk down onto it in one fluid motion.
He watched his cock disappear into your body. The sight and the feeling overpowered every thought in his mind. Your walls fluttered around him, and it took everything in his power not come immediately.
You stayed still on top of him, allowing him to calm down while you adjusted to his size. He felt heavenly. Stretching you out perfectly. Severus had taken his bottom lip in between his teeth and gnawed on it aggressively. His eyes fixated on the spot where your bodies joined together.
“I’m going to move now Sev, alright?”
He nodded meekly in response. You started off slow, letting him get use to the feeling. Placing your hands on his chest, you ran your hands over him. Feeling the outline of his body through his shirt. Severus returned the favor by groping your breasts, this time without nerves. Each time you drove your hips forward, your clit brushed against the material of his trousers. You rode him like that till you desired to feel him even deeper. You wrapped your arms around his neck and began to bounce up and down on him. He held onto your waist almost helping you move. The change allowed the head of his cock to press up against your g-spot with every snap of your hips.
When his name left your lips in a series of breathy moans, Severus felt his heart swell with happiness. He was making you feel this good. No one else. He was nearing his end and could tell you were to. He didn’t want it to end though, he wanted to stay inside you forever.
“Y/N I-”
You cut off his groans with a hungry kiss. Sucking on his lower lip before biting down on it. Severus gasped against your lips. The pain felt surprisingly good. Your fingers yanked at the hairs on his nape as you buried your head in the crook of his neck. Whines falling from you with each swipe of him brushing against your walls. You struggled to continue moving through the feeling. Severus sensed this and aided in lifting you up and down. Your thighs crashing into his with every sloppy meeting of your bodies. “‘m so close baby.” You whispered in his ear.
After a series of rough and frantic thrusts, he threw his arms around your waist and pulled you into a firm hug, hiding his face in your neck. His cock still buried deep as he emptied himself inside you all while repeating your name over and over right into your ear like a broken record. He tremored while he recovered, never once relinquishing his tight hold on your body.
“Sev.” You whined. “I haven’t finished yet.” You pushed lightly at his arms and reluctantly, he let his arms slide away. Now that you could finally see his face again, he wasn’t able to hide the embarrassment. “Help me. Please.” You guided his hand to rest on top of your clit. Instantly, he got to work. Rubbing a circle into the bundle of nerves. His touch had you seeing stars. It didn’t take long for you to near your climax again.
When you came, you clenched down on his softening length, in turn he rasped out a pained groan. He touched you through your orgasm and only stopped when you hissed at the oversensitivity. He apologized profusely but you only waved him off.
You helped him slip out of your entrance and he watched in awe as his release flowed out from where you were previously joined. You laughed at his amusement and pushed him over playfully so he fell back against the bed. Sat up and pulled your dress back on to cover your breasts, retrieved your wand from where you left it on the dresser, and cleaned both of you up in a quick wave.
Severus had already rebuttoned his pants and remained on the bed, picking at his nails as he worried about what would happen next. He wanted to stay with you. But he also didn’t know if that’s what you would want. He wondered if this was a one-time thing or if it would lead to something more. What if you didn’t want anything else after his performance? He was startled when he felt your touch on his chest. The room had darkened significantly now. Only one lone candle burned in the corner of the room. He looked down and saw you curling up against his side, an arm encircling his waist, and your head resting on his outstretched arm.
“Goodnight Severus. Thank you for tonight.” You mumbled into the fabric of his shirt. He stared down at you watching how your chest rose with each intake of breath. How the air you exhaled fanned over him. He struggled to fall asleep that night. Wanting to stay awake and watch you for as long as possible for he feared that by morning you would send him away. To never speak or touch him again. Or perhaps this had all been a dream and the moment he dozed off it would end. Eventually he passed out with his nose pressed into your hair, inhaling the scent that he would later smell in his amortentia in his final week of potions.