A/N: Hey, this is my first lemony story. So please be kind. Constructive criticism is always appreciated :-) So please Read&Review
Disclaimer: I own nothing, all the characters belong to JKR, I only like to play with them.
Without making any noise she slowly got out of her bed in the girl's dormitory. The moon shone brightly through the large windows of the circular room, creating a soft light. She was glad that it was a clear night because finding her way out of the dormitory in complete darkness was a bitch. She had hit her toes one too many times on someone's bedpost. Picking up her black night robe she looked around the room one last time before slipping out of the door quietly.
After descending the stairs towards the eerily quiet common room, she stopped for a second to pull on the robe and tugging it tightly around herself. Without further hesitation she strode towards the portrait hole and slipped through it. For a split second she stood outside the portrait hole and was glad that she hadn't met anyone in the common room, because that always was a weird and uncomfortable moment.
Pulling herself out of her thoughts she let her feet carry her the familiar way. She had to hold herself back, as always, not to break into a run. She never could wait to see him.
Less than five minutes later she stopped in the hallway in front of a weird looking statue that she never had given a second glance before she had learned the secret about it. Murmuring the secret password she waited for the statue to move to the side. Quickly she walked into to narrow tunnel that was revealed behind it. Without the need to enlighten the dark space she found her way down the familiar tunnel.
At the end of the small passage she whispered another password and an old looking, heavy wooden door opened and gave way into a large room that was illuminated by a single candle on a dark cherry wood table. After closing the heavy door behind her she confidently strode through the circular hallway towards another door.
This door was left slightly ajar and she could see the dim light of a single candle flickering behind it. Silently she pushed the door open just wide enough for her to slip through. It took her eyes a few seconds to adjust to the almost dark room. When she still couldn't make out any forms in the room, she took out her wand and lit the other candles floating around the room near the walls.
A confused expression showed on her face when she found the bed empty. She wondered where he could possibly be, because she had told him that she would be slipping out of her dorm tonight and he had given her an approving nod during the dinner in the great hall. Maybe he was still in his office or maybe in his sitting room despite the late hour. With confident strides she went out into the circular hallway and opened the door that led to the small sitting room only to find it dark and empty as well. Her last hope was his office that was connected by a short tunnel with his private chambers.
Ginny returned even more confused because the office had been just as dark as the other rooms. Standing in the circular hallway once more, she contemplated what to do next. Should she just go back to her dorm and stop wondering. Well, she couldn't stop worrying, but the prospect of having to go back to her cold bed wasn't inviting at all.
Looking at the wide open door of the bedroom, she noticed something that hadn't occurred to her before. The bedroom had been the only room where at least one candle was burning. Maybe it was some kind of sign from him.
Ginny walked back into the bedroom and took in the familiar surroundings more closely, searching for a clue or a note or anything to indicate his whereabouts. After looking around the room and turning every piece of parchment around, whispering a few spells to make invisible ink visible again, for almost half an hour she decided to simply wait for him. She crawled under the dark green, silk duvet in the bed and curled up into a tight ball in the middle of the large four-poster. She knew that he had to come back sooner or later but she hoped that he had just wandered into the kitchen or something equally safe.
But the more she tried to tell herself that he would be alright and that nothing could harm him, doubt started to creep into her mind. Everything was dangerous these days. They were at war and although Hogwarts was quite safe, despite the few Death Eaters as teachers, complete safety was something different entirely. No one was truly safe and danger was lurking around every corner. Of course she knew that he was at least safe from the people that wouldn't ask twice before killing, but she knew that the resistance was out there and he wasn't their favorite person after the whole Dumbledore incident.
Tears were forming in her eyes at the thought of what could happen to him, wherever he was. Lying with her head on his pillow, breathing in his scent only made it worse for her to reel in her emotions and soundless sobs were shaking her whole body. After almost another half an hour her body stopped quivering and she fell asleep.
He came back around three o'clock in the morning, exhausted but, apart from a few bloody scratches, unharmed. These missions in the middle of the night were a real pain in the arse. He stood in his hallway for a moment. Trying to shrug off the disgusting feeling he experienced every time after the Dark Lord requested his presence at one of the missions.
There was a time when he had believed in all this, but the reality was more than ugly and he still was so very grateful to Dumbledore for giving him a chance for being a teacher and changing sides. Well, the main reason for his change of allegiance also was his largest secret. Even after all this time he couldn't forgive himself for his part in all this. Until a few months ago he had either taken a Dreamless Sleep potion or awoken in the middle of the night. Sweaty, confused and anxious.
But all this had changed with her. Not only had he found a very close friend but after a little while a lover as well. If someone had told him about this a couple of months ago, he would have laughed at the thought of this. But sometimes life was weird and although he had never dreamed of being happy and content, he was now.
He snorted at the thought of it. If anyone were to describe him, happy and content weren't the words they would use. Most people were afraid of him, even the other teachers kept their distance. He had never believed that life would give him something as purely good as her. Of course it hadn't been easy at the beginning, but what things in life are ever easy. They had managed; well he could be lucky that she was very strong-willed and stubborn witch.
He ran his hands over his face and pushed his chin-length hair out of his face. The length never really bothered him, but after those late night missions it usually stuck to his neck and gave him an queasy feeling.
Deciding that he would rather lose an hour of sleep than go to bed al sticky and with blood sticking to his body, he strode into the small bathroom opposite his bedroom. He peeled his robes, shirt and pants that were even dirtier than his skin off and turned the shower on. Stepping under the blazing hot water he could almost instantly feel his tight muscles relax. For a few minutes he simply stood there, leaning with his hands against the tiles of the shower and enjoying the hot, massaging jet of water.
The warmth in the small bathroom started to make him rather tired and he quickly took the soap and washed away the last reminders of his late night mission. With an exhausted sigh he turned off the water, stepped out of the shower, picked up the towel and quickly dried himself off.
He wrapped the towel low around his hips and hurried to get ready to fall into bed. With a wink of his wand the candles extinguished and he closed the bathroom door behind himself before walking through the hallway and towards his bedroom.
For the first time since his arrival in his quarters he noticed that the light in his bedroom was too bright to be only coming from the single candle he usually left burning. Wand at the ready he pushed to door open, trying to be as quiet as possible, and stepped into his bedroom. He couldn't notice anything out of order when his eyes roamed the walls and the floor. When he shifted his gaze to his large four-poster bed on the other side of the room, he almost let out a loud laugh. But he caught himself quickly enough, because he didn't want to wake up the sleeping beauty in his bed.
Until now he had all but forgotten that she had slipped him a note during potions that said that she would visit him at night. He had even given her a secretive nod during dinner. Working for the Dark Lord really did take its toll on him. How could he have forgotten that his little angel would pay him a visit?
Once again he dropped his gaze to her tiny frame lying curled up into a ball and tightly wrapped in his dark green covers right in the middle of his large bed. All he could make out was the top of her head and the unmistakable red hair sprawled across the pillow. Instantly his lips curled into a smile. Not the mock grin he would give most people but a real one. This one was only for her and if somebody had told him that he would smile like a dumb fool for a sweet, young girl he would have hexed said person into next week.
She seemed to be fast asleep and didn't even stir, when he accidentally banged the door of his wardrobe shut after taking out his pajama pants. Letting the towel drop he quickly pulled on the black silk pants and sent the towel with a wink of his wand into the bathroom to dry.
Trying not to wake her he slowly got into bed, slipped under the covers and curled around her tiny frame protectively. With one hand he pushed her hair out of the way as not to lie on it. After pulling the covers around her narrow shoulders, he draped an arm over her hip. He knew that he shouldn't let her sleep here all night but he couldn't bring himself to wake her and sent her away either.
He loved having her in his arms and breathing in her sweet scent. She seemed to be the only warm and loving thing in this dark time. His little light in those blackest of days. Finding her had brought him back to life after floating through the dullness of it for years. Sure it had been tough in the beginning and it had taken him just as much time as it had her to trust the other one. Well, maybe she had trusted him a little bit faster, but she didn't have a history of being a double spyand thus not trusting anyone for years. Trust came naturally to her.
Absentmindedly his one hand had started ghosting over her slim form. Drawing circles her and there and simply enjoying the feeling of touching her, even through the silk fabric. At some point he felt her starting to stir under his touch and pulled away slightly. He didn't want to wake her up after all. Sometimes he wished that she could sleep through it all. An innocent, good girl like her shouldn't know anything about the ugliness of the war.
Ginny slowly drifted out of sleep and became aware of her surroundings. She felt the light silken fabric draped over her body and someone lying behind her. This was definitely not her dorm nor her bed. She heard the low breathing behind her and recognized him immediately. Her eyes still tightly shut she simply enjoyed lying with him like that. Moments like that were too rare between the two of them.
They always had to sneak around and be careful. Even when she came to his chambers, she had to be careful not to get caught. With him, she could never do the normal couple stuff. No walks around the lake like she had done with Michael, Dean and even Harry. They couldn't simply head out on Hogsmeade weekends and enjoy the freedom.
Hell, they couldn't even acknowledge each other in the school corridors. The only times that their eyes found each other were during potions classes and even there, those moments were too short to really revel in them.
A small smile crept over her face at the thought of how she would sometimes try and provoke him in class, simply to get a reaction from him and see the fire in his eyes. Yes, there was fire in him. It was obvious for everyone to see whenever someone enraged him, but she had seen the other side of his fire. Pure passion. Those moments were reserved for her only and she loved the fact that she seemed to be the one person who could handle him.
She felt his hand return to its righteous place on her hip and smiled even wider. Slowly entangling her own hand from underneath the pillow she lifted it and placed it upon his.
"You are back!" she whispered sleepily.
He pulled her closer to him so that her back was flush with his chest.
"I'm sorry I had to leave." he said quietly in his low baritone voice.
"I was afraid that something might have happened to you. You should have left me a note."
"I'm sorry angel you are right. But I was called unexpectedly and I had to leave immediately. I simply forgot." he admitted.
She turned around in his arms and sat up on her knees. "So you simply forgot about me and tonight?" she said with anger showing in her voice.
With one look at her face he knew that he had said the wrong thing. Stupid lack of sleep.
He rolled onto his back and sat up against the headboard still holding on to her tiny hand.
"I could never forget you. It's just this damn war. I am being summoned by him way too much for my liking and I suppose it will only get worse. But you are important. I thought we were through this. If I could be with you every second of the day I would. You know that."
With his free hand he reached for her chin, to try and tilt it up so he could see her beautiful eyes, but she flinched away. "Ginny, look at me. You are the only thing that keeps me going. The one thing I would protect with my life." His dark eyes were searching her face for a sign of understanding. Once more he reached out to her and this time she didn't flinch away. He took her chin into his hand, tilted her head up and slowly caressed her jaw line with his thump.
"Angel…" his voice was pleading with her to understand.
"You are the most important person I have in my life. I told you that I am not used to care about someone that much. This is all new to me. I am sorry that I didn't leave a message. Please don't be angry with me. Can you forgive me?"
She saw the raw emotion in his eyes, the sincerity, and the truth. He meant what he had said and that was more than she had ever hoped for.
Leaning forward onto her knees, she slowly cupped his face with both her hands and whispered softly: "It's okay. I believe you. I am sorry I overreacted. I am just scared to lose you. Over the past couple of months you became so very important to me."
With these words she leant in the rest of the way and pressed her soft lips to his. Without hesitation he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. She pulled away for a second and moved over, so that she was straddling him now.
One of his hands moved up over her back and found the back of her head, where his fingers fisted into her hair and pulled her head down again to kiss her. A sudden fever had built up inside him and he couldn't get enough of her. Ginny felt it as well and deepened the kiss. Slowly her tongue darted out and caressed his lips, begging for entrance. Without a second thought he opened his mouth and met her tongue with his. Her hands were moving up and down his muscled arms, while their tongues battled for dominance. She felt his hand tightening around her waist possessively trying to pull her even closer although that wasn't possible at this point.
With one last deep kiss they broke apart both breathing heavily. She smiled at him and her grin became even wider when she saw him beaming up at her. For a second she wondered whether anyone else had ever seen him that content. Before she could wonder even more he rolled them over so that he was hovering above her. One of his knees was lying between her legs and she could feel his erection straining against the silk of his pants and pressing against her thigh. Her hands traveled along his arms, over his shoulder blades and down to his lower back. She loved this spot, because it was one of the few places were his skin was so soft and she could get the most delicious sounds out of him by touching him there.
He groaned in response and ground into her, feeling the warmth between her legs and almost came undone. Capturing her lips with his once more their movements became even more passionate and deeper. Slowly sliding one strap of her nightgown over her shoulder he peppered the newly exposed skin with kisses. The stubble on his chin gently scratched on her sensitive skin and she shuddered with pure lust.
He pulled the other strap of the nightgown over her shoulder as well and tucked it down further to reveal her breasts. His head lowered, he pressed kisses onto her collarbone and moved towards her hardened nipples. While one of his hands massaged one of her breast, he sucked one nipple into his mouth. Ginny's back arched up as she moaned loudly under his touch. Her hands moved up and her fingers dug themselves into his back.
"Severus, I need you!" she whimpered after a few moments.
"Patience, angel. We have time." He whispered into her ear after kissing her fiercely on her mouth.
Once more he slowly went down along her body, peppering it with kisses. Ginny's moans got louder the closer he got to her pulsing center. He could sense the heat coming from her through the fabric of her nightgown that hung loosely around her waist but still covered her up from the waist down.
He scooted further down the bed and started kissing her knees while letting his hand slowly wander over her knee and to her thighs. Kissing his way towards her inner thigh he pushed up the nightgown even further.
"Severus you are torturing me." Ginny whined between the moans.
Severus stopped in his upwards movement and Ginny whimpered at the sudden loss of his touch and his lips on her. A second later Severus pulled the nightgown further down and Ginny wiggled her hips to help him shimmy it down.
With the thin fabric gone she lay before him completely naked since she had decided to go without panties.
"Angel, I see you had some problems dressing properly" he smirked at her.
"Well, I couldn't have known that I would be laying here all by myself for hours waiting for you." She answered jokingly.
"You think I should make up for those lost hours?" Severus was looking at her with loving eyes that were clouded with pure lust.
When he ground into her center once more, her eyes started fluttering and she moaned.
"I'll take that as a yes, my love"
Once more he slowly descended on her body, placing kisses all over her breasts and over her flat stomach. Reaching her hipbone he sucked a little at the sensitive skin there, clearly leaving a mark. Settling between her legs he pushed them apart a little bit further and wrapped his arms around her thighs as he placed another kiss on her thigh.
Ginny reveled in the onslaught of feelings that were pulsing through her body when Severus finally licked her wet folds and flicked her clit with his tongue. Her hands dug into the sheets and she bucked her hips up towards him while he continued pleasuring her.
She felt one of his hands leave her thigh but before she could complain she felt one of his long fingers enter her wetness. She moaned loudly when he started pumping his finger in and out of her, all the while still flicking her clit just as she liked it.
"More… I need more…" She moaned in between pants. A moment later she felt him slipping a second finger into her.
Severus looked up at her through his eyelashes. He loved the sight of her when she was nearing her climax. She was one of the few women that were able to let go once the pleasure took over. Pumping even faster he concentrated on pleasuring her.
Ginny felt the familiar warmth spreading through her and knew that her orgasm was fast approaching. This man was the only one who had ever made her feel like this. He knew exactly how and where to touch her. While she was propping herself up on one elbow, her other hand found its way into his hair. Encouraging him.
"Severus… sooo close. Please, don't stop!" She cried out when his fingers hit exactly the right spot while his tongue was still massaging her clit.
Encouraged by her loud moans of pleasure and her hand in his hair, he sped up just a little bit more.
He felt her walls clenching around his finger when she let out one last cry of pleasure.
Stilling his movements, he looked up at her flushed face. After her breathing had slowed slightly he entangled himself from her legs and moved up to press his lips against hers.
Ginny could taste herself on his lips and tongue and felt her arousal building up again. She put her hands around his shoulders and pulled him in for a deeper kiss. She could feel his arousal rubbing against her center.
Pulling away from the kiss, she beamed up at him and said: "Thank you that was amazing. But now let me do something for you, because it seems like you have a small problem yourself."
He placed his palms next her head and raised himself up even further. He glared down at her playfully. "Small problem? Who do you call small?"
She glanced up at him with a mischievous smile on her lips. "Well, I can't tell, can I? With those pants on, all I can do is imagining what's inside them, but you know me, my imagination isn't that good."
Severus looked down at the woman lying beneath him. One second ago she was this beautiful girl and now she was a sexy little minx who was teasing him. Again he asked himself the obvious question that always lingered in his mind: What did he do to deserve such a wonderful woman?
"You asked for this…" he sneered at her. Pushing up onto his knees he got out of the bed and stood at the edge of the bed looking down at her with his usual smirk. "Come on Ginevra. You know you want to find out what's inside these pants."
Ginny looked up at him, catching on to his little game. She turned around onto her stomach, away from him and said in a bored tone: "Nah, not really. You know I can play all by myself." With these words she started twirling her hair around her fingers because she knew that this innocent little motion always got to him.
With a low growl he pushed down his silk pants, freeing his erection that was straining against the material. His eyes wandered over the beautiful girl lying on her stomach. Her neck exposed because she had pushed her hair over one shoulder. Trailing down over her shoulders and down the curve of her spine, right down to the top of her arse. He could watch her all night, but his arousal got to the point where it was almost painful.
Sliding back onto the bed, he caught her arm in his hand and turned her around in one swift motion and pinned her under him. With a smirk on her face she put both of her hands against his chest and tried to push him away. "Ginevra, you should know better than to fight me." He said smugly catching her wrists in one hand and holding them up over her head.
"Now, my dear are you going to play by the rules or not?"
"You know me Professor; I never play by the rules." Ginny said with a huge smirk on her face.
Ginny bit her lip in a seemingly innocent way and glanced up at the man on top of her.
"Dear God, Angel, you'll be the dead of me. So innocent and yet so sexy." Severus said before pressing his lips to hers. Where his lips were gentle yet passionate before his kisses now were possessive, forceful and frenzied. The air between them heated up within seconds.
Severus was still holding on to her wrists over her head while letting the other hand travel down her sides until it rested on her hip. Ginny was straining against his hand, that was holding her wrists together but it was useless, her slim body had no power over his muscular one. Instead of pushing against him, she let herself fall back into the cushions and a seductive smile settled in her lips.
Slowly she opened her lips and let her tongue travel over her bottom lip seductively. Taking in the hungry expression in Severus eyes she slowly lifted her head towards his neck and nibbled on the spot just below his earlobe before whispering in his ear. "Take me now."
Those three words were all it took for Severus. While he pressed his lips again to Ginny's he released her wrists and positioned himself at her entrance. Teasingly he brushed the tip of his cock along her wet folds and her clit. He was rewarded by a low moan and Ginny pushing her hips upward. With one last glance into her dark brown eyes he sheathed himself inside her.
She groaned loudly at the feeling of him inside her. He was well endowed and thus stretching her but not hurting her. Reveling in the feel of her walls around him Severus stopped his movements for a second waiting for her to adjust at least a little bit. While he was hovering over her he looked lovingly into her eyes and pressed a whispered kiss to her lips.
Ginny was getting impatient with his reluctance to move, so she pressed her hips upward again to show him that she was ready. She snaked her arms around him, laying her hands just above his arse. She looked up into his dark onyx eyes and murmured: "I am yours, Severus."
Crashing his lips to hers Severus drew out slowly and pushed his length back into her. Keeping up a slow rhythm at first he elicited delicious moans from the woman in his arms. When she felt him almost pulling out of her completely, she dug her nails into his back to pull him back in. Her nails digging into his back, Severus almost lost control and started pumping into her with deeper and harder thrusts.
Her high moans mixed up with his low groans and spurred them on even more. Ginny scratched down on his back, almost drawing blood, but even this only encouraged him to pump into her even faster. "I am so close…. Severus… come with me." She moaned loudly.
Severus shifted between her legs a little bit and increased his pace. Feeling the tightening in his balls he kept pumping into her Reaching one hand between them to find her clit and roll it softly between his fingers. "Ohhh… Severus….." Ginny screamed when she felt her walls clenching and tightening around him at the same time she welt him shuddering over her and releasing his seed inside her.
After one last thrust, he slowly pulled out of her and rolled onto his back pulling her with him, so that she was laying with the head on his chest one leg thrown over his. Reaching over her he pulled the covers around them, still clutching her close to him.
"I am so glad you came to me tonight. I love you angel." He whispered into her ear while nuzzling her neck.
"You better not keep me waiting so long again." She murmured back with a smile on her face. "I love you too." With one last sigh she pressed herself even closer to him and although she knew that she should be heading back to her dorm she couldn't bring herself to care. Lying in the arms of the man she loved she fell asleep with a smile on her face.
A/N: So I hope it wasn't too bad. I am sorry for every spelling mistake you found but I did my best. Leave a review please :-)