When he let her go, and Madeline took off her cloak to throw it over one of the sofas, Severus gaped at her. His onyx eyes travelled across her lean figure, and she couldn't help but blush. Severus had a unique way of looking, no… Of admiring, her.
"Quit staring, love." She said then, slightly embarrassed by his silence.
He shook his head, and slowly closed his mouth. "Merlin, Madeline…" he only whispered, before stepping closer to her. "You look ravishing."
She smiled at him, and when he took her in his arms to kiss her, she ran her fingers through his straight, black hair. His kiss was hot, and wet, and hard. He had become a great kisser in those few months. But then again, Severus was a quick learner. She bit his bottom lip after a while, only because she purely enjoyed looking at the amused expression on his face when she did so.
He leaned his forehead against hers, and smiled. They hadn't shared a genuine moment like that in some time.
"Let's sit down before I lose control", he murmured, and kissed the tip of her nose.
She knitted her brows at that and looked up at him, "I've never known such a well-behaved, controlled young man, Professor Snape", she mocked him.
He grinned at her and let out a short breath, bemused. "Yeah, well, maybe I'm only a fool, Miss Green, but I'd postpone such activities to after dinner. If that's okay for you."
She only nodded, then. Severus was a control maniac, after all. She had learned not to contradict him in foolish things like that. He'd make a really great, obnoxious, feared Professor, in her opinion.
They sat down on the soft blanket he had settled in front of the fireplace. The crackling fire illuminated and warmed the room. Severus told her he had gathered the food and drinks from the kitchen, and that the House Elves had only allowed him to do so because he was her friend.
"Yeah, well, once you've gained their trust, they'll do anything for you, you know…" she said, and smiled.
"They like you." He confirmed, taking a sandwich between his hands and lazily biting into it.
Madeline shrugged, "I've known them since I was… What, thirteen? It was the beginning of the third year when Sirius and James found the kitchens."
Severus nodded, and surprisingly he said nothing bad about her friends. That immensely relieved her.
Maybe the Slytherin boy, just like her, only wanted to enjoy that night. Without dramas, or fights, or sarcastic remarks.
They quickly ended eating their sandwiches while chatting about Maximilian, the other elves and all the numerous hidden places in Hogwarts.
Madeline couldn't help but stare outside of the windows every now and then. The greenish light of the Black Lake made her feel at peace; and it was so fascinating it enchanted her. Severus was extremely satisfied she liked being there. He had always loved the Slytherin Common Room. It was the first place he had ever considered as his home. It was part of who he was.
For desserts, Severus had picked up chocolate-covered strawberries.
"I'm sorry, but they didn't have lemon cake..." he said, with a displeased tone.
"I don't care about food, Sev." She replied, and he seemed to relax at that.
Madeline took a strawberry between her fingers, and brought it to the boy's lips. He stared at her for some seconds before biting into it and, after doing so, he gently brushed Madeline's fingers with his mouth for a light peck.
She smiled at him, and slowly opened her own mouth, inviting him to do the same. Severus looked slightly shy, then, but took another strawberry and brought it to her lips. Madeline stared into his eyes and bit into it, and then she hummed to herself when the sweet flavor of chocolate filled her mouth. "This is sooo good." She said.
"I'm glad" he commented with a smug smile plastered on her face, and was about to retreat his hand, to remove with a napkin some chocolate remnants from his fingers, when Madeline caught his wrist, and raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing?"
"Just… cleaning myself?" he said, with an obvious tone.
"What? This chocolate's too good. We can't waste it." She stated, with a mischievous glint in her apparently innocent blue eyes. Severus couldn't understand what she meant, and when her lips sealed around his fingers to lick away the chocolate from them, his eyes widened in surprise. When she let his hand go, he exhaled loudly and she giggled.
"You can't do that to me" he murmured, still shocked. Truth was, he already missed the feeling of Madeline's warm mouth around his fingers.
"Do what, love?" she asked, pretending not to know what he meant, and then she shrugged, before drinking more of the red wine in her glass. They had already drunk half of the bottle. He took his glass too, and emptied it. He definitely needed it.
Meanwhile, Madeline crawled closer to him, and leaned her head against his chest, hugging his torso and crossing his legs with her own.
Severus put an arm around her shoulders and pecked her head tenderly.
She could hear his heart beating under his clothes, and listening to that sound relaxed her incredibly.
She smiled and raised her head to kiss his jaw. "Thank you for tonight, Sev."
"Don't thank me." He murmured, with that deep, velvety voice she absolutely loved. "All I've done since I met you was selfish... I did what I did because it made me feel good. Not because of you. And lately I've been realizing I was a dick and that I actually care about whether you're good or-"
"Enough, love. I appreciate that, but... Save this for another time, alright? Not tonight. Tonight, I only want you to relax, and to laugh with me, and..." she smirked, and moved her mouth closer to his ear. "...And to kiss me, wherever you want." She sensually whispered, and he turned his head to lock eyes with the girl. There was a challenge in her eyes, just like the first time they had kissed. Each of them was waiting for the other to take the first step.
"Tease" he only stated, when he couldn't bear the tension anymore, and bent his head to leave a tray of wet kisses against the skin of her neck, which instantly covered with goosebumps.
He kissed his way to her collarbone, and started sucking there with the intention of leaving an hickey. Madeline caressed his hair as he did that, massaging his scalp.
Severus' tongue and teeth felt divinely against her skin. His hot breath tickled her, and she moaned as he moved back to her jugular and licked and sucked on her neck too.
She impatiently pulled his hair so that he would raise his head and kiss her full on the mouth. He smiled against her lips, and his hand shifted through her blonde locks to pull her closer. His long, bony fingers were cold as they descended along her back.
Severus helped her climb on him; when she straddled him and they locked eyes, something clicked inside both of them. Madeline could feel his arousal. They had never went that far, before. He had never had such an hungry look in his onyx eyes. It both scared and excited her. The intensity of his staring took her breath away.
Severus was the first one to break that anxious silence, one full of expectations.
"I want you" he only said, and the harsh, brutally honest words coming out from his mouth made her burn on the inside. She bit his lip jokingly until his impatience took over him and he started to snog her again, but this time she helped him remove his sweater. He was wearing a white shirt underneath, and it was obviously small for him because it wrapped around his arm muscles a little too tightly. She started unbuttoning it as he licked her earlobe and grabbed her lower back.
"Fuck, I've just realized I actually hate this dress... How can I take it off?!" He murmured hastily in her ear, and in response she giggled.
Madeline pushed the boy down until he was laying on the blanket.
She looked at his pale, skinny chest and leaned her hand on his heart, before tracing with a finger his milky skin, until she reached his navel. The simple gesture brought shivers to his body.
His hands planted on her hips as she removed some hair from his eyes.
Severus was looking up at her like he was in some kind of trance. Madeline looked beautiful on top of him, with her long, blonde locks falling wildly around her gorgeous, smirking face, and her full lips red and swollen, and her neck full of hickeys and bites he had provoked.
Madeline was about to bend down and kiss him again, when the familiar sound of a door opening caught her attention, and as she turned her head towards the entrance of the Room, she spotted a petrified Slytherin boy staring at them. He looked extremely uneasy and embarassed, and he obviously didn't know where to set his little eyes.
The girl climbed off Severus, who raised to a sitting position and stared annoyed at his House mates. She could tell he was fuming.
"Nott, I thought you were out on a date." He said out of gritted teeth. If looks could kill...
The younger Slytherin nodded, visibly worried by the older boy's reaction. "I-I was, but Helena was tired and I didn't know what to do and Filch was around and I wanted to sneak back without interrupting but the door's heavy and it's almost Midnight and..."
Madeline sweetly smiled at him, and the boy shut his mouth as his eyes widened in surprised. She knew he was an obnoxious snake, with a head full of prejudice and hatred, but in that moment she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Severus' wrath wasn't something easy to handle.
"It's not a problem at all, darling. Our date was almost over, anyway. Don't worry... We're ok, right, Sev?" She commented, interrupting his rambling.
Severus confusedly glanced at her, before the detached and indifferent mask he usually wore went back into place. "Yes... We're ok, Nott." He admitted, though it did sound very forced.
"Thanks, sorry, I have to go" The kid exclaimed, and then he sighed, relieved, before running up to his dormitory without even greeting them goodbye. Madeline stared silently at the point where the boy had disappeared, and then stood up. Severus did the same a second later, and soon he started buttoning his shirt.
"Was it really almost over?" He whispered after some seconds. "I didn't realize that..."
Madeline picked his sweater up from the floor and handed it to him. "Yeah... We're not shagging on your Common Room's floor, right?" She said, and smirked.
The boy quickly wore the sweater, then shrugged. "Yeah, no... Not romantic at all." He replied, but hearing Madeline talking about them shagging made his blood boil. He really did want her. Desire was eating him up.
She nodded, unaware of his thoughts. "You should thank Nott, then, as soon as you can" she suggested, and a playful smile graced her lips.
Severus shook his head and slowly approached her, "I'm definitely not doing that." He said.
Madeline entwined her arms around his neck to pull him down for yet another kiss.
"You taste like strawberries" she whispered against his mouth.
Severus raised an eyebrow, "And you taste like me, Madeline... We taste the same." The hint of a smile appeared on his face as he said that.
"Of course we do." She simply commented.