The Terrifying Truth of Elizabeth Slythe
Elizabeth stared up at Severus. She smiled brilliantly.
"Severus…. You stayed with me?" she asked. Severus swallowed hard and nodded.
"I can leave if you prefer…" he murmured and made to stand. She grabbed his sleeve and pulled him onto the hospital bed with her. He stared at her in surprise. She sat up, ignoring the pain, and looked him in the eye.
"Why would I want you to leave me? Do you not want to be around me…?" she asked. He looked away, unable to face her as he told her.
"I hurt you…. If I had not let you go out on your own, when I knew he was out there looking for you, then this wouldn't have happened." Elizabeth shook her head and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Severus, don't blame yourself for a psychotic man's actions. You had no control of the events. And now he cannot hurt me anymore… I'll be out of your hair in no time, I promise." She said, her voice tight with sadness. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back to look into her eyes.
"I don't want you to leave. I don't want you gone, Elizabeth. I want you here with me… I want you…. To stay with me I mean…" he said. Elizabeth shook her head and tears fell. Neither noticed that they had been alone since Severus tried to leave. Elizabeth touched his cheek.
"I don't want to leave…."
000
Eleven days later, Elizabeth was well enough to leave St. Mungo's. Severus took her back to his house – it felt more like a home with her there with him – and led her into her new room. The old guest room was spacious and dark colored, but soothing. It suited her. He watched as she sat on the bed and sighed heavily.
"I hate white now…" she muttered and he laughed. He sat beside her and looked at her as she looked at him. He felt the need to tell her, despite her rejection. He wanted her to know… he needed her to know he loved her… should he tell her now or wait…? He had to tell her at some point….
"Severus? Are you well?" she asked. He felt her hand on his cheek and he couldn't resist the urges anymore. He just couldn't.
He leaned forward and felt the warm flesh of her lips on his. He heard her moan and he clutched her hair. He kissed her harder, clutching her to him desperately. He pulled away just barely, still touching her lips to his.
"Elizabeth… I love you so much… I can't keep it from you anymore… please don't reject me….." he murmured. Elizabeth shook her head and let out a strangled sob.
"Severus! I love you so much! Why would I reject you?" she asked as she pulled away. Then she furrowed her brow.
"Since when do you love me?" she asked, more like demanded really…
Severus looked away. He thought about telling her the truth, but he didn't want her to think of him as a love sick old man…
"Since you came to my store with your sister." He said, claiming a half truth. She grinned and kissed him again. He moaned and ran his hands up her subtle curves, resting them on her back. He gently touched the tip of his tongue against her lips and she opened her mouth willingly. He dove in, pushing her back onto the bed, and claimed her mouth as his on. Her loud, throaty moan set a fire burning in his blood. He needed her. He needed to be inside her. She ripped off his over coat and threw it onto the floor, running her hands over his many buttons. They all popped undone when she touched them and his dress shirt was suddenly open, showing his scarred, pale chest. He pulled back, licking his lips happily, and started on the buttons on the bodice of her dress.
Elizabeth stared at the man's chest, trying not to moan aloud. He was scarred, but those scars only made her want him more. Everyone else would think him broken, but she only saw a man who had a life of adventure and danger. A brave man who would do anything for the people he cared about. She felt a rush of heat fill her core.
Severus stared the beautiful girl beneath him. He felt himself getting harder and harder while looking at her heaving chest and her eyes riveted to his chest with desire and hunger instead of disgust. He ripped her dress apart and latched his mouth over her throat. She gasped and moaned, arching her bare chest into him. He ran a hand over her stomach and cupped her bare breast, squeezing gently. He moaned as he felt her hand on his throbbing cock. She kicked off her shoes and flipped them over.
She straddled him and he moaned as his throbbing cock came in contact with her wet heat. He bucked his hips and watched happily as her breasts bounced heavily. He licked his lips as she moaned throatily. She moved down his body, taking his trousers and boxers with her. His cock sprang free and she moaned just looking at it. He gasped when her cool hand wrapped around him, stroking experimentally. She smirked and he shut his eyes tight against the pleasure of her touch. Then his eyes flew open and he gasped loudly as he felt her hot, wet mouth over the head of his cock. She sucked hard and he moaned, throwing his head back. Then she deep throated him. He groaned and threaded his fingers through her hair as she sucked.
Then she cupped his bollocks and he came with a loud yell. He felt her swallow around him, drinking his cum like the finest wine. He panted hard as she sat up, licking her lips. He smiled innocently down at him, her arms pressing her breasts together quite deliciously. She grinned down at him and stalked up his body, her pinched nipples dragging over his body as she did. He tasted himself on her lips and groaned. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and pushed her onto her back. He rubbed his stick hard cock against her still clothed sex. She moaned and arched into him.
"S'il vous plaît! S'il vous plaît prenez-moi, Severus, je ne peux pas profiter de cette!" (Please! Please take me, Severus, I can't take this!) she cried out as he sucked one hard nipple into his mouth. He hummed and suddenly her underwear was gone. The engorged head of his cock rubbed against her soaking folds and they both moaned.
"Dieux, Elizabeth, vous êtes tellement putain mouillée ... est-ce pour moi?" (Gods, Elizabeth, you are so fucking wet... is this for me?) he asked. She nodded desperately and he smirked against her soft breast. He slowly pushed in and moaned as he felt her tightness around him.
He was slightly jealous but relieved he wasn't her first, but he had the feeling her first time wasn't a pleasant one.
He pushed in deeper and paused, letting her get used to his sizable cock inside her. She squirmed but whimpered.
"Severus… move!" she begged. He moaned.
"Gladly." He pulled out of her slowly, pleasure flaring up like a beacon. Then he shoved into her roughly. She gasped and arched upward, moaning loudly. He gripped her knees and pushed her legs back toward her chest as her hands gripped his shoulders. He pumped into her repeatedly, panting and frantic in his thrusts. His desperation to show her how much he loved her clouded his thoughts, but he knew she enjoyed it.
Who knew Elizabeth was loud in bed? He smirked at that thought. He did now.
"Harder, Monsieur! Harder!" she yelled, her head thrashing side to side. He obeyed and slammed into her hot cunt repeatedly. Her whole body went rigid and then she screamed out her release. He slowed to a stop, still having not climaxed. She moaned as he pulled out of her. She looked up at him with hunger and he knew he could please her more. She sat up and brought his lips to hers. Then he was on his back. He gripped her hips and grunted as she impaled herself upon him. They both cried out.
Then she was bouncing up and down on him. The new angle sent new waves of pleasure and lust through them and neither lasted long. The sight of his beautiful love moving over him, her breasts bouncing wonderfully, was his undoing. As he felt her clench around him, marking her climax, he could hold back his release no longer. His cum gushed from him as he roared his release.
They collapsed against each other, panting, sweaty, and completely stated. Elizabeth looked up at her lover and smiled.
"I never… I never thought you could love me…" she murmured. He looked down at her and frowned.
"I have always regretted my actions in Hogwarts… I should never have said those things to you… and I apologize for my actions against you in your chambers-"
"Don't. Just forget those times. Let us live in the now, shall we? And right now, I want to sleep in your arms. And from now on, we do this in your bed." She said, touching his cheek gently with her fingertips. He smiled.
"No… our bed. Now that I have you, Elizabeth, I am never letting you go." He said and kissed her. She smiled sleepily.
"I love you, Severus." She murmured. He smiled and ran his fingers through her hair.
"I love you too." He whispered back, but she was already asleep.
000
The next morning, Severus awoke to the smell of butter and burnt chocolate. He got up and pulled on the pair of discarded boxers. He smiled, seeing Elizabeth's torn dress and underwear still on the floor. He walked out of the room and leaned against the wall, watching her move through the kitchen, making chocolate chip pancakes, still completely naked. He shook his head and smiled.
"I could definitely get used to this…" he said. She turned around and smiled. His gaze narrowed onto her breasts and the apex of her thighs before he looked back at her face. She was smirking like a true Slytherin.
"Good. Because this is how you are going to wake up every day, until you decide to get rid of me." She said. he walked up to her and pulled her into his arm, his lips at her neck.
"Never."
A/N: Hope you enjoyed. Here is a bit of smut for you. Review if you so wish!
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