~ Slug-slime ~
Firesword:
I seriously have no idea why I wrote this… I guess it's for the sake of pleasure…
Firesword descended the stairs carefully since she was holding a heavy tray bearing their dinner. She had slipped into the kitchen again, not caring for their screams that they would do the cooking for her. She however, was unperturbed by their demands and carried on baking and cooking. She breathed a sigh of relief when she noted that Severus Snape, had kindly left the door open. She kicked the door to open it fully and set the tray on the table. She was just about to close the door when she noticed him smearing something slimy on his hair.
"Sev!" she sounded utterly shock. "You just had a bath and you're applying that slug-slime again?"
Sev's reflection looked back at her and he gave a shrug. "At least it keeps my hair neat unlike someone I know." The Potions Master turned and eyed Firesword's thick black hair suggestively. She narrowed her eyes dangerously.
"Take off your robe and get to the bathroom now," Firesword ordered in a stern voice. There was a knock on the door and McGonagall poked her head in.
"Sorry to interrupt, but you have a mail waiting for you at the Hall," McGonagall spoke only to Firesword, but her eyes fastened on the Potions Master's black hair. Firesword thought that she might have seen a faint smile hovering on McGonagall's lips but decided not to think about it. "The mail can wait, unless the delivery has to be paid." At McGonagall's nod, Firesword quickly unfastened the money pouch and tossed it to her. "Minerva, if you don't mind, I think I would like to be with him without any interruptions." McGonagall did give a light chuckle but she left the couple well alone.
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Ten minutes later, the Potions Master was in the shower, but his robe was still on him. "Blast you woman! You're insane!"
"Not as insane as you were. I swear if you ever put that disgusting stuff on your hair, I will never ever give you free massages," Firesword replied mercilessly. "I'll probably charge you twenty Galleons for a good, healthy, invigoring whole body massage per fifteen minutes."
Firesword should have known better than to prod her lover and she should have quickly move herself from the former Death-Eater's strike range. As such, in no less than five seconds, she was standing under the cool, cascading waterfall. Her shirt was quickly soaked and she suddenly blushed. Sev smiled devilishly and closed in on her. He stopped the shower from flowing with a quick wave of his hand. Firesword stared at him nervously but remained silent. Sev leaned down and started kissing her forehead, before trailing kisses along her cheek and let his lips rest against his lover's for a moment.
"Sometimes lady, you're just so maddening that I can't think of doing anything else but kiss you," he murmured. He saw her lips curve into a faint smile and looked into her dark brown eyes. Her smile slowly grew into an impish grin and locked her arms around his waist.
"Why else do you think I always spend some time irritating you, lover?" she whispered and cupped his chin to give him a full, passionate kiss.
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