That last chapter was long, sorry, I had a lot to say. As for Drachesprache or Dragon Language, I thank my mother for the idea. She's the best. She thought Dracolingua sounded too much like Draco Malfoy, so I dropped that idea like a hot potato. This chapter is a teaser and is one step closer to what you all have so patiently been waiting for.
Disclaimer: I don't own Severus, but in my dreams I do. J
That night sleep did not come easily to Severus, who tossed and turned fitfully on the bed, mumbled words coming from his lips. Selene, however, sat in a chair by the fire, staring blankly into the flames. She could not sleep, her worry for him was far too high. She felt that his injure was all her fault, if she had told him, none of this would have happened. Tears stung her eyes, as she fought the urge to cry. Unable to stop the stream of salty tears, she cried long and hard, but silently into her hands. Around midnight she went to his side, checking his wound. The skin was still raw red, but the blisters were substantially smaller and looked less painful. Watching his face, she sat softly on the bed, not wanting to disturb his sleep. Reaching out her hand, she gingerly touched his shoulder. The burn felt warm under her fingers, but not angry with infection. My spells must have worked, she sighed, her worry falling away. Severus stirred in his sleep, but did not open his eyes. Taking a cool, wet cloth from the bowl on the bedside table, she lay it across his shoulder. He sighed softly and his breathing became even.
She continued to watch him sleep as she scanned his face, admiring his features. He looked like a young man, worry and anger gone from his features, leaving behind a delicate countenance. His long, dark lashes grazed the skin beneath his eyes and his full lips resting gently on one another. He's so handsome, she thought as she softly ran her fingers across his cheek. Taking a chance, she ran her fingers down his neck, feeling the sharp stubble of his beard. Risking even further, she touched the skin of his chest, soft and warm beneath her fingers. Closing her eyes she visualized his body against hers, naked and hot. Her breath caught in her throat at the vision. Opening her eyes, she chanced a glimpse at his body. That's when she finally saw all of the scars that criss-crossed his athletic torso. White gashes marred the already paleness of his skin. Taking her fingers, she touched them, as numerous as they were, feeling the deepness of them. Now she fully understood the reason he wore the clothing he did, to hide them from prying eyes. A swell of pity welled in her chest for him, wanting to hold him safe from the world. Looking lower, she saw a trail of black hairs disappear into the waistband of his jeans. Her thoughts suddenly became desirous as she ran her fingers though the soft hair there, stopping only when she came the waistband barrier of his pants.
"That tickles." Severus whispered, as she jumped off the bed with a gasp. She clutched her chest, gasping for breath.
"You scared me. I'm sorry for…I didn't mean to…I was…just…", she trailed of, unable to explain herself.
"It's alright." Severus chuckled low in his chest, "Sit back down." he said as he patted the bed next to him. She sat down next to him, making sure to keep her hands to herself.
"I said it tickled, but that doesn't mean I didn't like it." he said as sat up, taking her face in his hand, bringing her chin up to look into his eyes. Warmth rushed through her body as she stared into his eyes, and saw a look of complete longing and lust in them. They were darker then she had ever seen them, and a grin graced his lips. She swallowed hard and her breath came ragged gasps. Turning away from him, she spoke, "Severus, I…", but could not find the words, her brain too caught up in the moment.
After a long moment, he said, "What is it, love?"
Gathering her composure, she began, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about my gift. I should have told you, then none of this would have happened. It's all my fault." She began to cry and she got up from the bed and walked to fireplace. Severus sat on the bed for what seemed like ages before he got up and walked to her. He stood behind her, and taking her into his arms held her against him. He turned her to face him and said, "No, I should have told you who I was. You are not at fault here, I am. My stupid pride kept me from telling you. I…" closing his eyes and shaking his head before he continued, "I feared that your affection for me would cease once you knew who I really was.", he finished with a sigh, unable to look her in the eyes.
Taking his face in her hands, she stared into his eyes, "Severus, nothing could change my love for you. You are a brave, intelligent, wonderful person and everyone has things in there past they are not proud of. Sometimes we fear that others will see us differently than we wish if we let them in. But that is the wonderful risk of it all, to bargin everything in the hopes of capturing what we most desire. And if they change their opinion toward us, then they don't truly love us. Love encompasses all, the good and the bad. If we only loved someone for their good, then we would never be able to love." Severus just listened to her speak, his mind folding around her words. She truly does love me despite everything, he thought a smile creeping across his face. Pulling her to him, he whispered in her ear, "I have always loved you. Your admission has made me happier than I could have ever imagined." She cried softly against his shoulder as he held her in his arms.
Pulling back to kiss away the tears from her cheeks, he caught her eyes and asked in the softest of whispers, "Will you let me love you?" All Selene could do was nod. With a sigh, he kissed her softly wrapping his arm around her waist and letting his free hand travel to the braid that ran down her back, working it free of its tie with his nimble fingers. She moved against him, eliciting a groan deep in throat and she took the opportunity of his open mouth to taste him. Running her tongue first along his lips, then diving in to taste him deeper. Their tongues danced to together; tasting, feeling, wanting. The arm around her waist shifted allowing him to snake his hand under her sweater. He reveled in the warmth and suppleness of her skin beneath his grasping fingers, drawing a soft moan from her lips as she left her head fall back. Severus took the opportunity to taste the flesh at her neck, nipping at it softly with his teeth, before placing soothing kisses on the spots. Running his tongue from her chin down her throat slowly caused her to moan and grip the flesh at his shoulders roughly. Severus hissed in pain, and Selene snapped out of the trance.
"Oh gods. I'm sorry, I completely forgot about your shoulder. I was…", she ended her sentence with a blush, her voice deep and lusty.
"You were preoccupied.", he finished her sentence with a smirk, "So was I."
"Your hurt. We shouldn't…", again she couldn't finish her thought.
"Shouldn't do this? I have been in worse states and that never stopped me. And you think a little burn is going to stop me from making love to? I have a high tolerance for pain when it comes to doing things. The only thing that could stop us now would be…", his sentence interrupted by a pop from the fireplace behind them, "would be that."
"Hello, Albus."
Sure enough they both turned to see the floating head of Dumbledore above the flames. "Just checking in on your progress."
A look of realization crossed his face as he surveyed the two wizards before him. Both looked disheveled, lips swollen and hair out of place. And a knowing smile graced his face.
"I see things are progressing…um…rather well. I see you are debriefing each other, so I'll leave you to it. Jolly good work. Good day. Oh, and enjoy yourselves." And with a resounding pop his face disappeared from the flames. Selene blushed and laughed. She could not believe it, but then again, things always had a funny way of just happening. Severus was laughing as well, and looking at her, said, "Well, shall we follow is advice and 'enjoy ourselves'"?
"Oh yes.", was all Selene had to say as he began to kiss her again. And they both hoped that there would be no more interruptions.
Oooo I'm so bad for ending it here, but it's going to be worth it. Trust me.
