NB: Warning. This chapter contains sexually explicit detail. This chapter is rated M.

Chapter 21

"One more...And again...and there were go." Lily enthused as she helped Severus to his room.

"...Why do I live in the dungeons again?" he asked weakly as he limped to his bed, exhausted by the walk.

"Because you're the big bad potions master!" she giggled.

"...No more elf wine for you." he smirked.

He sat on the bed, and put his cane against the dark wooden bedside table which had been decorated since his absence with flowers and a doily.

"...Really, Lily?"

"It smelled like overcooked billywig's in here." she scolded. "Besides, if I am to be a regular visitor, it needs to improve its image."

"It may be dank, it may be dark. But it is after all my bedroom and it is clean."

"...Hmm, perhaps some red and gold to counteract all this silver and green."

"Perhaps you just accept you're in love with a Slytherin."

"...Perhaps I try and make you a Gryffindor..."

"Perhaps I was Gryffindor enough in that God forsaken hell-hole they call Azkaban."

"...Perhaps I love you." she smirked and walked to the bed.

Looking up at her, she stroked his hair away from his face and smiled at him promisingly.

"...How far are we from the Slytherin common room?"

"...Far enough."

Lily pushed him slowly down onto the velvet, green throw onto the bed and moved atop him fully clothed before looking into his eyes.

Snape ran his hand from the top of her neck down to the base of her spine, monitoring her reaction.

She looked at him, closing her eyes in a state of relaxation as he ran his hand up the back of her cardigan finding yet more fabric.

"...Uhm..." he began.

"...Yeah?" she asked, opening her eyes again.

"...How am I to get this dress off you? Its a pinafore, it involves Buttons..."

Lily chuckled lightly.

"...That's up to you..."

Snape looked confused.

Was love making to be this cryptic, a set of puzzles and tasks before the main event?

Snape lay there perplexed for a moment before sitting up.

"...I've never...well, done this with anyone else before..."

"I know."

"...And my understanding of what is to occur is basically limited to the actual event...Mostly from listening to other boys in my dorm talk."

"...Yes...?"

"So...i would like to apologize for any sexual faux-pas that I may inadvertently make during this encounter."

"Sev...?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up, and take off my dress."

Snape nodded and unbuttoned the buttons on her cardigan, his fingers slipping and shaking as his heart drummed rapidly in his chest.

He removed the cardigan, folding it neatly and throwing it over the nearby chair before looking at the pinafore.

It had two buttons on either strap and what appeared to be a small woollen, cream top underneath.

He started at the buttons to find Lily smiling at him. She grasped the dress at the hem and pulled it roughly over her own head revealing the rest of the white top, a set of white silk French knickers and white stockings.

Snape felt his hands develop their own desire to run over the French knickers. To feel their softness, the silkiness, and the warmth of the skin they obscured.

Hesitating slightly, he moved forwards to touch her leg.

The skin was soft Softer than any other part of her body. Her thigh was a creamy white colour that practically demanded to be kissed.

"...Its okay..." she smiled, stroking his hair.

Feeling so utterly childish at this hesitation he ran his hands up to the French knickers. His fingers slid under the fabric, detecting the warmth of what it obscured.

She closed her eyes and bit her lip in obvious enjoyment.

"Lily..." he near moaned, leaning in to kiss her.

After the kiss, all hesitation, all lack of knowledge of it all, it seemed automatic.

Her hands were at his trousers, unbuttoning them, his were at the hem of her shirt, removing it swiftly to reveal a white lace brace and firm, full breasts within them.

Like a wild animal he began kissing them at once. Feeling their warmth, their fullness, their promise as he pressed his now nearly naked, exposed pelvis to hers.

He did not recall how he knew this is what Lily wanted, but as she moaned at the contact, he knew he was right.

The rest of his clothes were shed in a haze of panic and desperation. He felt her struggle with his buttons before finally losing her patience and ripping them off to get to the next layer of clothing.

He ran his lips to her neck from her breasts, stopping at her pulse point and breathing heavily against it as if savouring it.

He felt her grow weak in his arms, not through sickness...through desire as she gave a weak gasp of protest at this teasing.

"...Severus..." she warned softly, running her hand down his boxers to grip at his backside.

He gasped at the contact.

"...Lily..." he murmured.

"...Touch me...Please..." she begged, her eyes piercing his.

"...But I..." he began nodding to his hands at her waist.

"'There'..." she enthused.

Snape nodded as he took her suggestion as it was intended and moved his hand below the waist band of her underwear.

She moaned softly as he made contact with the most intimate part of her, surrendering herself entirely to his touch as he watched her face in surprise that he could make her behave like this.

"...Yes..." she murmured in desperation, her eyes closed, her body in a prone position upon the bed. He leaned in and started kissing her passionately, letting his fingers explore this warm, moist part of her before finding the most tender part of her.

She gasped as he made contact with it and closed her eyes again in bliss.

Smirking slightly he stroked the lump of tender, warm flesh and watched her reaction.

She moaned softly, gripping his shoulders urgently, driving her nails into his flesh, opening her legs slightly so he could get better access.

He stroked at it urgently, feeling it harden under his fingertips as he felt himself grow hard, throbbing, desperate to take the place of his fingers.

"...Severus...Severus...I'm...I'm going to..." she gasped, her cheeks flushed and red.

"...Going to...?" he prompted.

"I'm going to..." she gasped as suddenly her whole body became rigid as she started shaking.

He did not stop caressing the hard bump between her legs in that intimate place as it too started to shake.

She held him tight, crying out in pleasure, shaking all over until finally she lay back, exhausted and smiling weakly.

He held her tight as the throbbing between his own legs became urgent in the wake of hearing her erotic cries and feeling the area he so desperately desired to be within become wet and ready for him.

"...I want you..." he began in a low voice.

"...I want you..." she began as she pulled away her underwear revealing the soft white skin he had felt under his fingers, beads of moisture glistening on the slight red curls that led to the entrance.

She pulled at his boxers as he helped her pull them off.

She paused as she saw what lay beneath them and smirked at him weakly, still flushed from her climax.

"...Remind me to tell you later about that being Slytherin's best kept secret..."

Snape felt her fingers wrap around his throbbing member and felt her stroke it a few times.

He shuddered urgently and gripped the bedsheets in his hands.

"...Lily..."

"...I'll go on top..." she began, pushing him down onto the bed once more and kneeling over him.

Snape swallowed weakly, nervous and unsure as she slowly lowered herself down onto him.

As he felt her slide onto him he could not hold back the cry of pleasure as she too moaned, letting him enter her.

"...Sev..." she gasped as she allowed him fully within her.

"...Lily...you're beautiful..."

She undid her bra and discarded it before leaning down and kissing him again.

He wrapped his arms around her. Unable to believe he was having sex with Lily Evans.

Then he felt her move her hips, and again.

She was magnificent.

Her beautiful body gyrating above him, her breasts full, their nipples a delectable shade of pink that made him lean forwards and take them, one at a time in his mouth and suck upon them, he could feel himself throbbing within her and wondered if she could feel it too. She moaned, holding him close as she bucked her hips, making love to him.

Soon he matched her rhythm, moving in sync. Feeling himself within her, and her around him, it made him moan in pleasure, holding her hips, pressing into her as much as he could.

"Lily...I...I.."

"I know...I know..."

He gritted his teeth as he tried to hold back the inevitable orgasm that threatened this beautiful act.

But she too felt strange, tighter... he realized she too was getting close to orgasm.

"...Lily, are you-?"

"Yes! Yes!" she gasped as she moved faster, harder, he matched the rhythm urgently, trying hard to make her moan more, needing to hear her.

She gasped out loud as she met her climax, shaking deeply within herself, gripping his hips as she did.

Snape held her tight as he too found his release and groaned as she moved up and down slowly, completely draining him.

She collapsed beside him, still shaking.

"...Lily..." he murmured."

"Hmm..."

"...I love you."

"...love you too..." she murmured weakly, barely able to open her eyelids.

She was exhausted and was falling into a rapid sleep, in his own weakness, and desire for rest, he could not resist breaking into a smile.

Somewhere he felt the urge to grasp the nearest book and write in the back cover that he had just had sex with Lily Evans.