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When Becky and Severus reached their dining places, they realized that most of the students were looking at them with curiosity on their nosy faces. Becky hoped they didn't suspect anything between her and Severus. Becky suddenly jumped when she felt a hand grab her knee. She looked up in surprise at the owner of the hand who was, naturally, Severus. She smiled at him and scrunched her eyebrows together in a questioning look. His face was extremely serious, but Becky swore she saw a corner of his lip jitter up. She mocked him by making the corner of her mouth spasm up in an awkward smirk. Severus chuckled deeply, and Becky declared she felt the bass of his resonant chuckle vibrate in her chest. The chuckle gave proof to her earlier suspicion of his brisk grin.
Becky then took her hand from the tabletop and caressed Severus' hand gently, that was now resting on her upper thigh. He gave her another one of his unbalanced twitches of his mouth and began to consume his food. Becky smiled to herself and did the same. Their hands did not detach at all throughout the whole feast.
When the evening started to don off, Becky and Severus retired. They were headed toward Severus' rooms, which Becky had only been in twice. She was looking forward to seeing his collection of books and literature. She, of course, wouldn't be interested in his Potions texts, but he did have taste when it came to muggle literature. When they reached the statue of Athena, Severus stopped abruptly. He walked over to the statue and looked behind him to see if Becky was following him or not. When he saw she wasn't, he motioned her over with his hand.
"This is another entrance to my rooms," he explained to Becky, who was now beside him. "You would never be able to guess my password."
"Wanna bet?" she challenged, the dare visible in her sparkling frosty eyes.
Severus smiled a full smile and asked, "Name the price."
"I don't want money," she replied with mischief.
"Then what do you want?" he purred.
Becky licked her lips, which made them glossy like soaked satin. Severus' eyes flickered down from her eyes to her sensual mouth. He reminded himself how they felt just like they appeared. He remembered her lips' taste. . . like some sort of appetizing, mouth-watering, red wine. He couldn't believe he was chilling just at the thought of her lips! He saw them move, but couldn't adjudicate what she was speaking. All he heard was a rumble of her soft, electrifying voice. He let his eyes wander down her flawless, intact body. He just could not calm himself without some diversion.
"Severus?!" she said for the fortieth time. "Is it anti-smile? Oh, how about Slytherin's Rock My World? No wait, it's I Hate Harry Potter. No? Hmm. How about-,"
Becky suddenly gasped when Severus grabbed her arm and said urgently to the statue, "Harry Potter Is My Hero."
The Athena Statue swung out and Severus pulled the cackling Becky in. She looked around and noticed that this was his bed chamber. She laughed even harder when she saw the fluffy, bunny slippers on the side of his huge bed.
"Those were a gift from Dumbledore," he explained with a sigh. "I didn't want to make him feel unwholesome, so I decided I would use them. But not because I like them!" Becky started to laugh harder. "To tell you the truth, I think they are exceedingly hideous." Becky was laughing so hard now that she threw herself on the bed and buried her head in his pillow so she wouldn't wake up the entire school.
Severus chuckled slightly and the sight. He then started to laugh. . . harder. . . and harder. Now he was in hysterics. He walked over to the bed and sat down next to Becky's shaking form. He could hear her muffled howls and he laid down next to her, still laughing just as hard.
"But they do serve a good purpose," he said when they both calmed down. "My feet are especially warm when the nights are cold and bitter."
"There are also other ways to keep warm," Becky said before she could stop herself.
Severus smiled and leaned over to kiss her. She was lying on her back on the bed, so they were in a very. . . sexual position. Their kiss grew with passion and lust. Becky rolled over on top of Severus and he continued to caress her and ravish her mouth. He pulled away and kissed her cheek, neck, and shoulder. His hands urgently went to the clasp of her shirt, but Becky brushed his hand away just before he was about to pop it open.
He attempted to unfasten it again, but she just whisked his hand away. He tried again, but this time she pushed him away and sat up. Only the top buttons of her shirt were undone, but it was enough to show a bit more than was needed. He crawled over behind her and sat next to her.
"We can't," she said. "I have morals and. . ."
"I understand," he said quickly. "I, too, have morals. It's just that. . . well. . . you're the first. . well. . only woman that's ever made me lose control and try to. . . well. . ."
Becky smiled at the thought of being his only woman.
"But at any rate," he took both of Becky's hands and looked into her eyes. "If I am to have you, which I exceptionally wish that someday I will. I want to have you all to myself. No doubt, no hesitation. . .," being smiled nervously. She had never talked about this subject with any of her other boyfriends. "In our own cozy bed. . ."
Becky stood up quickly and asked, "Are you implying something?"
"Not exactly. . .no. What do you mean, indifferently?
"Well," she started, not sure how to explain it without embarrassing him. "I'm not going to. . .well. . . give myself to anyone until I'm married."
Severus nodded and said, "Yes, I understand that."
Becky smiled at the thought of him already fathoming their future together.
"I just have one question," she said. Severus nodded for her to continue. "When you were. . .a. . .um. . .you know. . . did you ever. . .you know. . .with other women?"
Severus looked very uncomfortable with the fact that she was asking him about his past. It's time to tell her, he thought.
"I have never taken advantage of a woman, even when I was a Death Eater. And I never actually killed anyone. . . but I made poisons for Voldemort to use."
"That's all you did?" she asked, relief sweeping over her.
Severus nodded and Becky then asked, "You've never been with. . . a woman, right?"
"Never. Like I said, I have ethics too. What about you?"
"Of course not!" she exclaimed.
Severus grinned and Becky then realized her was kidding. She leapt on him and he fell back on the bed with Becky on top of him. They started to kiss again when Severus suddenly pulled away.
"We probably shouldn't get started again," he said. "Especially when we're both laying on my bed."
Becky gave him one last kiss and stood up. She went to the door and gave him one last kiss, which was a butterfly kiss.
"Goodnight, my seducing, sweet prince!"
"Goodnight, my love!"
Becky smiled and then left. After learning a bit more about Severus and his past, she was starting to love him even more. . . if that was possible.
When Becky and Severus reached their dining places, they realized that most of the students were looking at them with curiosity on their nosy faces. Becky hoped they didn't suspect anything between her and Severus. Becky suddenly jumped when she felt a hand grab her knee. She looked up in surprise at the owner of the hand who was, naturally, Severus. She smiled at him and scrunched her eyebrows together in a questioning look. His face was extremely serious, but Becky swore she saw a corner of his lip jitter up. She mocked him by making the corner of her mouth spasm up in an awkward smirk. Severus chuckled deeply, and Becky declared she felt the bass of his resonant chuckle vibrate in her chest. The chuckle gave proof to her earlier suspicion of his brisk grin.
Becky then took her hand from the tabletop and caressed Severus' hand gently, that was now resting on her upper thigh. He gave her another one of his unbalanced twitches of his mouth and began to consume his food. Becky smiled to herself and did the same. Their hands did not detach at all throughout the whole feast.
When the evening started to don off, Becky and Severus retired. They were headed toward Severus' rooms, which Becky had only been in twice. She was looking forward to seeing his collection of books and literature. She, of course, wouldn't be interested in his Potions texts, but he did have taste when it came to muggle literature. When they reached the statue of Athena, Severus stopped abruptly. He walked over to the statue and looked behind him to see if Becky was following him or not. When he saw she wasn't, he motioned her over with his hand.
"This is another entrance to my rooms," he explained to Becky, who was now beside him. "You would never be able to guess my password."
"Wanna bet?" she challenged, the dare visible in her sparkling frosty eyes.
Severus smiled a full smile and asked, "Name the price."
"I don't want money," she replied with mischief.
"Then what do you want?" he purred.
Becky licked her lips, which made them glossy like soaked satin. Severus' eyes flickered down from her eyes to her sensual mouth. He reminded himself how they felt just like they appeared. He remembered her lips' taste. . . like some sort of appetizing, mouth-watering, red wine. He couldn't believe he was chilling just at the thought of her lips! He saw them move, but couldn't adjudicate what she was speaking. All he heard was a rumble of her soft, electrifying voice. He let his eyes wander down her flawless, intact body. He just could not calm himself without some diversion.
"Severus?!" she said for the fortieth time. "Is it anti-smile? Oh, how about Slytherin's Rock My World? No wait, it's I Hate Harry Potter. No? Hmm. How about-,"
Becky suddenly gasped when Severus grabbed her arm and said urgently to the statue, "Harry Potter Is My Hero."
The Athena Statue swung out and Severus pulled the cackling Becky in. She looked around and noticed that this was his bed chamber. She laughed even harder when she saw the fluffy, bunny slippers on the side of his huge bed.
"Those were a gift from Dumbledore," he explained with a sigh. "I didn't want to make him feel unwholesome, so I decided I would use them. But not because I like them!" Becky started to laugh harder. "To tell you the truth, I think they are exceedingly hideous." Becky was laughing so hard now that she threw herself on the bed and buried her head in his pillow so she wouldn't wake up the entire school.
Severus chuckled slightly and the sight. He then started to laugh. . . harder. . . and harder. Now he was in hysterics. He walked over to the bed and sat down next to Becky's shaking form. He could hear her muffled howls and he laid down next to her, still laughing just as hard.
"But they do serve a good purpose," he said when they both calmed down. "My feet are especially warm when the nights are cold and bitter."
"There are also other ways to keep warm," Becky said before she could stop herself.
Severus smiled and leaned over to kiss her. She was lying on her back on the bed, so they were in a very. . . sexual position. Their kiss grew with passion and lust. Becky rolled over on top of Severus and he continued to caress her and ravish her mouth. He pulled away and kissed her cheek, neck, and shoulder. His hands urgently went to the clasp of her shirt, but Becky brushed his hand away just before he was about to pop it open.
He attempted to unfasten it again, but she just whisked his hand away. He tried again, but this time she pushed him away and sat up. Only the top buttons of her shirt were undone, but it was enough to show a bit more than was needed. He crawled over behind her and sat next to her.
"We can't," she said. "I have morals and. . ."
"I understand," he said quickly. "I, too, have morals. It's just that. . . well. . . you're the first. . well. . only woman that's ever made me lose control and try to. . . well. . ."
Becky smiled at the thought of being his only woman.
"But at any rate," he took both of Becky's hands and looked into her eyes. "If I am to have you, which I exceptionally wish that someday I will. I want to have you all to myself. No doubt, no hesitation. . .," being smiled nervously. She had never talked about this subject with any of her other boyfriends. "In our own cozy bed. . ."
Becky stood up quickly and asked, "Are you implying something?"
"Not exactly. . .no. What do you mean, indifferently?
"Well," she started, not sure how to explain it without embarrassing him. "I'm not going to. . .well. . . give myself to anyone until I'm married."
Severus nodded and said, "Yes, I understand that."
Becky smiled at the thought of him already fathoming their future together.
"I just have one question," she said. Severus nodded for her to continue. "When you were. . .a. . .um. . .you know. . . did you ever. . .you know. . .with other women?"
Severus looked very uncomfortable with the fact that she was asking him about his past. It's time to tell her, he thought.
"I have never taken advantage of a woman, even when I was a Death Eater. And I never actually killed anyone. . . but I made poisons for Voldemort to use."
"That's all you did?" she asked, relief sweeping over her.
Severus nodded and Becky then asked, "You've never been with. . . a woman, right?"
"Never. Like I said, I have ethics too. What about you?"
"Of course not!" she exclaimed.
Severus grinned and Becky then realized her was kidding. She leapt on him and he fell back on the bed with Becky on top of him. They started to kiss again when Severus suddenly pulled away.
"We probably shouldn't get started again," he said. "Especially when we're both laying on my bed."
Becky gave him one last kiss and stood up. She went to the door and gave him one last kiss, which was a butterfly kiss.
"Goodnight, my seducing, sweet prince!"
"Goodnight, my love!"
Becky smiled and then left. After learning a bit more about Severus and his past, she was starting to love him even more. . . if that was possible.