Kisses trailed down your neck and your hands laced into black hair. He groaned into your skin as you raised your hips to meet his, sending shivers of electricity to your core.

Raising his head, he locked his lips with yours and started to push down into you more. When he pulled away his stare was so intense, like he could see into you, "I'm at the door."

"What?" You breathed out confusedly.

"I'm at the door!"

A knock jolted you from your sleep. Your heart was pounding a fast rhythm from your chest down to between your legs and you had to squeeze them together to relieve some of the pressure. It was dark. Shit, you've overslept.

The knock came again. Then you remembered the dream. Walking out of your bedroom slowly to the main entrance of your quarters you opened the door slightly.

"You're at the door," you whispered, still sleep dazed.

Severus looked around suspiciously and he uttered a confused, "Yes?" To your statement. You noticed how quiet the castle was and Severus looked tired, his usual upright stance looked weighed down by his black robes and his hair was disheveled. To you, he looked adorable...vulnerable even.

"What time is it?" You asked rubbing your eyes.

"10.45. I've just finished my rounds. Apologies for waking you so late.." You could hear some hesitation in his usually confident tone, - "...may I come in?" As his question came to an end he met your eyes. Severus Snape was not the kind of man to come knocking at a woman's door in the late hours of the night for no good reason and you knew that.

"Of course," you replied and opened your door further, revealing your nightwear. His eyes were greedy as he took in your barely dressed state. The shirt was unbuttoned low and you loathed to sleep in a bra, you imagine from his height that he could see enough of you that you should be embarrassed but you weren't. You liked the way he looked at you, he had become the aim of your affections, so why wouldn't you want to be attractive to him? He walked over to your fire and lit it in an instant, followed by your candles. It was still dull in the room but orangey, red waves flickered over the grey stone walls. Everything already felt warmer.

"Did anyone notice I was gone all day?" You asked as you walked over to pour some drinks. Your stomach rumbled, you'd have to eat soon too, you thought.

"Everyone did but I dealt with it." He said firmly, he was leaning against your fireplace, staring at the heat that burned before him. Something felt off, he had seemed to be relaxed this morning but that appears to have faded with the day.

You rested the drinks on the fireplace, "Thank you for covering for me," you said sweetly. Maybe you could relax him again. Stepping closer into his space and nearer to the flames your bare legs were warmed by the roaring fire; with the heat from your dream and whatever tension was lying between you and Severus right now, you didn't much need it though. Raising on to your toes, your heart pounded and you gently kissed his cheek and breathed in his earthy scent, as you pulled your lips away, he pushed his fingers into the back of your hair with a strong hand and planted a searing kiss on your lips. It was nothing like the first, this was messy and wanting.

Snaking his other arm around your waist he pulled you flush to his body, your underwear touched the fabric of his trousers as your shirt lifted and it made you painfully aware of how close you were but still not close enough. When he bit at your bottom lip the electricity from your dream was back, only far more powerful, and then his tongue dipped back into your covetous mouth, lapping up the soft, throaty moans.

Unclasping his robes with shaky hands, you left it in a pool behind his legs and pulled him with you towards your bedroom. Grabbing your waist and trying to push you back, he whispered "Wait...wait," between kisses and then held you at arm's length. You both breathed heavily, lips swollen and eyes so dilated you struggled to see the whites of them in the low light of the room.

"Are you...what's wrong?" You weren't sure which question to ask, they both tried to escape your heaving breaths at the same time.

He closed his eyes and leaned up the wall, his grip remained on your waist and you moved with him. "I've missed you today. I was worried...", the whisper was so quiet that if you hadn't been so focussed you'd have missed it, - "...I honestly didn't come for..." he cleared his throat, you knew what he meant, - "and you're getting yourself into dangerous territory with someone you barely know, y/n."

You tried to laugh it off, "I'm a big girl. I know what I'm doing, Severus." he let you step closer, so you were touching again, you slowly brushed your nose against his jaw, nuzzling your face into his. You planted small kisses wherever you could.

"You have no idea," he sighed, - "Dumbledore knows something is going on." His hands began rubbing softly at your waist. It inched your shirt up and then back down, revealing more skin to the cold air. The sensation made you shiver.

"I don't care. There are no rules against us being together. Trust me, I checked!"

"That's not the issue." You pulled back and looked up into his eyes, his usually pale skin was flushed with desire, and his hair was ruined by your hand's rough work. He was...conflicted, so tightly wound that you wanted to break whatever key had twisted him into this.

"Then there's no issue in my eyes." He just stared at you, knowing what he wanted but hesitant to take it. You stroked his jaw with the inside of your thumb as you cradled his neck. He closed his eyes and leaned into your touch, his hands still held on tight at your waist. "I think life has been shit to you, Severus, I don't need to know the details right now but whatever it is, doesn't have to consume every last part of you...and if it's too much or it doesn't work then we'll have been two consenting adults finding comfort down here in the dark. Nobody gets a say about what happens in here, besides us."

Severus opened his eyes then and you could see the fire back behind them, he kissed the palm of your hand at his jaw and then pulled you back to him, he let his hand slide down from your waist to your ass, pressing you into his growing arousal. It made you gasp as it sent a wave of pleasure to deep inside your core, he watched the moan fall from your mouth and collected its remnants with his own sweet lips.

Working hot, wet kisses over your jaw and down your neck, you found yourself bucking your hips, trying to get closer to that feeling again. He licked from the base of your neck to your ear and bit down, your nails digging into his shoulders made him growl into the now delicate skin.

He quickly lifted you off the ground and a small squeal escaped your mouth. You peppered his lustful face with kisses and entwined your legs around his waist as he finished the journey to your bedroom. Flicking your hand to light the candles near your bed as he lay you down on your messy, sleep riddled sheets. He immediately attacked your lips and pressed his body on top of yours; feeling the full extent of his arousal press into you again and again as you pulled his kisses deeper into your mouth completely ruined your underwear.

"You're wearing too many clothes." You moaned between nips of his bottom lip.

He laughed darkly, "So impatient," and rolled over onto his back, pulling you with him. Leaning your hands on his chest, you pressed yourself down into his erection and watched elatedly as his face filled with pleasure and his breathing hitched.

"Can you blame, me, Severus?" You started to undo his cravat as you pushed into him again, he reacted much the same, "You've been teasing me for weeks." You pushed down again and this time your own shivering moan escaped. Throwing the cravat on the floor you started on unbuttoning his jacket. It was like unbuttoning the man himself, as if the confines of his dark attire kept captive the colour within him. When his milky chest was revealed, you pulled at his lapels and he raised up to you so you were straddling his lap, you started working the jacket off his muscular shoulders but he froze as you pulled the sleeve on his left arm. You met his eyes, fear washed over the lust...his scar. The dark mark.

You kissed him hard, taking his face in your hands and letting your tongue collide with his, terrified you were about to lose him to his doubts. "It's okay," you whispered and kissed reassurances into his neck. Severus relaxed and watched as you took the jacket sleeve and shirt from his arm in one movement. You weren't shocked, you'd seen them before and as he watched your reactions he seemed to calm down and enjoy your touch again. You ran your thumb along it and then took him by the wrist and raised his arm to your mouth. You kissed it and kissed it again. You would kiss it away if you could. If it was what held him in the darkness. His mouth fell open as he watched and his eyes seemed a war of emotions he could not handle. Could not contain. He broke and rolled you back onto the bed, ripping open the buttons of your shirt and ravishing your collarbone, leaving bite marks in his wake. Your hands were in his hair, pulling him closer to you as he took your breast into his mouth, you panted and your hips moved of their own fruition, wanting friction.

He worshipped down between your breasts with licks and sucks and then continued down your stomach; your senses felt full and you were aching for release. He dipped his tongue into your belly button and you couldn't help let out a laugh, but tickling ceased when he ran his teeth along your arousal soaked underwear. You felt your eyes roll back and you pushed your hips into his face; you were greedy and you knew what you wanted.

"May I?" He mumbled against your covered mound and it sent waves of vibrations straight to your centre. You nodded your head in response, but that wasn't good enough, "Words," he drawled out darkly. He was killing you and he knew it but you weren't a complete mess yet.

You met his onyx eyes, "It's all yours, Severus," and then bit your lip; the growl that came low from his stomach made you want to finish right then and there. He pulled them down your smooth legs and bit harshly down on your inner thigh. You moaned in pleasurable pain and then just pleasure as he drove his tongue inside you. He mercilessly lapped at your clit, the anticipation of it all had built you up so much that you weren't going to last very long and you could feel the sweet feeling of release knotting itself deep inside. When he added two fingers, your back arched and he pushed your hips back down with his fiery hand. You hoped no one was in the dungeons because you didn't have any noise charms on your room and the moans were falling out of your mouth faster and louder as he brought you to the edge of your pleasure. His fingers worked in perfect time with his tongue and your legs started to shake, all you had left on your own tongue was his name as the convulsions of your orgasm hit you. He continued licking and sucking until you stopped writhing. Pulling his tongue away, he slowly removed his fingers; toes numb and waves of small tremors vibrating through the muscles in your legs left you panting on the bed as your head was abuzz.

Admiration filled Severus' eyes as you looked up at him. He was now standing, taking you in and you both realised this was far more than just lust.

You wanted more.

You pushed yourself up and grabbed his belt to undo it, in your eagerness you fumbled with it slightly. He ran his fingers through your hair and it soothed your shaking hands. Hooking your fingers into his boxers you took his trousers and underwear off in one movement, he let out a relieved sigh, finally free from the tight restraints of his clothes and then he let out an altogether different sigh as you licked along the underside of his length. Swirling your tongue around the head made his eyelids flutter shut and his breathing become jagged; he hissed as you took more of him, gently making a fist in your hair. Your own need was building again and you hummed in want which made him shudder. He pulled your head back, "Get on the bed", he whispered and you did as you were told. You pushed yourself back up the bed, Severus followed, like you were his prey, and honestly, you were ready to be taken.

Neither of you could pull your eyes from each other, his skin was all over yours and you were quite sure nothing had ever felt this good. "Are you sure?" He asked shakily as he kissed you. His tenderness made your heart swell, you knew you wanted nothing else.

"Very." You whispered back, lifting your hips as he positioned himself, you watched each other's reactions as your bodies became one. Severus groaned at the tightness that now engulfed him and you whimpered at the pleasurable pain of being filled and stretched. He brought his lips back to yours while he calmed himself and let you adjust and then started rocking his hips slowly.

It was slow and tender to begin, his kisses matching the rhythm of his long drawn out strokes and your hands meandered over the muscles of his back as they flexed. Your nails dug into his skin as his thrusts became harder. "Fuck," the sensation broke him enough to swear, something you'd never heard him do and it made you even hotter. You matched his movement, meeting him on every thrust, hitting just the right spot every time the waves of your hips came together.

The room was filled with the sounds of your heavy panting and moans mingling together, hearing him lament your name in pleasure as he pressed his forehead into yours was one of the most satisfying things you had ever heard and then he lost himself in you. He clamped his eyes shut and pushed deep inside of you as his back stiffened. His deep groans and hot breath hit your face and you watched intently as the waves of satisfaction passed through him. Your hands were still at the back of his head, pulling at his hair, "Don't stop!" You begged, though you didn't need to, as he showed no signs of doing so; with every thrust, you could feel yourself building again. When he buried his head into your side and moaned in your ear, you came again, biting down hard into the muscle of his shoulder while holding his body tight to yours.

Severus collapsed some of his weight onto you, his head buried further into your neck whilst catching his breath. You brushed your fingertips up and down his back, which made him shiver every other stroke but he didn't protest and you lazily played with the back of his leg with your foot. This felt too good. Too good to be a first time.

He eventually rolled onto the other side of the bed and pulled you into his chest. You didn't envisage him being a cuddler but you couldn't deny how warm and safe it made you feel. You were nodding off to sleep when he stretched for his wand, he sheepishly cleaned up and pulled the duvet over you. You chuckled, after all that, as if he would get embarrassed now.

The running of his fingers through your hair made your eyes lull, you tried to remember something important, something about a dream but you were being softly ushered to sleep.