A/N: I forgot to give acknowledgement to the name of the pub that Jessica
works in. It's from the 1980's television show called: The A-Team.from the
episode entitled: The Big Squeeze.thanks to Stephen J. Cannell for creating
the show.
This chapter is a little long but with two POVs it grew unexpectedly. Also, this chapter does include consensual sex. Some will see that this is slightly OOC for Severus Snape but I hope you won't mind too much. Hope you like it. Review or not I just hope its being read. A special thanks out to Lacy, Cat and Charon for just being there for me.
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Two
Saturday- The Naked Lady
She hated Saturday's with a passion. The only good thing about a Saturday was that Sunday followed right after. Saturday's were the nights when the perverts overran the club. She hated working Saturdays but she had no choice. Her bills were piling up and she needed the money, besides, the tips were okay if you didn't mind the hands everywhere.
But she hated the hands, the roaming, tacky, palm sweaty hands that tugged and pulled at her as she moved around the room. She always chose a longer floor length dress on these nights, not wanting hands roaming up her hem when she was singing to one drunk after another.
Moving through the dense crowd, she sang today without much gusto. All she wanted was out of here and back into her small flat. Her small, one windowed flat way back in the backwoods of London. She never wanted anything more than just going there right now.
Moving deftly away from one groping outstretched hand, she turned towards the front of the room, barely looking at anyone or anything. Her voice rose out and above the din. Not that anyone was listening tonight. All anyone wanted was a slap and tickle. Something she wasn't paid to do. And never would. She stepped back into a hand and started to turn around to glare at the man when she looked up towards the doorway. Her heart nearly stopped as she saw him. The same black dressed man from last night. He was watching her with a look that made her heart skip a beat. She couldn't stop the smile that formed on her face and with a sigh of relief, she made her way over to him sidestepping one hand after another.
She had no idea why she was relieved to see him, but she was.
She was singing more to him now than to the others.
~~~
Severus had no rational reason to be there tonight. He did not intend to ever step foot in the place again.
But here he was.
Madness.
That was it, He was temporarily insane. He had to be to leave Hogwart's for the second evening in a row and find himself back in this hellhole.
And for what?
Oh, yeah.
He stood stock still as he watched her. He noticed that she didn't seem overly thrilled tonight. She wasn't singing with the same passion she held for her songs last night. Not that he could blame her for all the lechers that were taking advantage of the tightly packed room to cop a feel of her. He could see how tense she was and he frowned at that.
Thankfully, she had the brains to dress more for the occasion. At least with the more modest floor length dress, the roaming hands couldn't make their way, intentionally, into her dress. He glared at one man who's overly large hand reached out to squeeze her small rear. He felt a wave of unfamiliar emotion and instantly wanted to snatch up his wand and rip the hand right from his wrist.
But he didn't. Not in a room full of half drunk muggles.
He saw her face darken at the grab and started to turn to, he hoped, give him what for. Then she looked up and saw him.
Gods, was that.relief in her eyes?
She smiled then and walked straight towards him, singing to him once more. This time he openly glared at anyone that moved towards her daring anyone to touch her in his presence.
~~~
My God he was tall.
She glided gracefully over to him and reached out a tiny hand to touch his chest mainly to reassure herself that he was there and not a figment of her imagination. No. He was here. He was real. She was also aware that no one dared to touch her now. It was like this man intimidated every single moron that was within a hundred yards and he didn't have to even try.
She smiled gratefully up at him.
He may intimidate them, but not her. She knew his expression was for the others and not for her. It was amazing how a crowd of almost two hundred, rough and burly men, had averted their gaze from his cold staring eyes.
He gazed down at her with his dark eyes with an expression she couldn't recognize. It was a cross between amusement, anger, surprise and relief all in one. Such an odd combination that she sensed from him.
At a petite 5'2' she barely came up to his ribcage. His manner of dress intrigued her as she let her eyes roam over his black cloak. It must have looked amusing for some of the customers in the club where the normal mode of dress was mostly jeans and shirts opened at the neck to show too much chest and way too much flashy jewelry. These men wouldn't know class if it reared up and bit them on the ass.
This man had more class in his little pinkie then all these men put together. A simple silver medallion hung on a chain around his neck and she grinned as a vision of Dracula came to mind. But then, if this was what Dracula looked like then he can bite me all he wanted to.
She took his arm and led him back through the crowds. Winding between the drunks sprawled out in their chairs or face down in their drinks, all the while singing her song. She snaked her fingers with his, led him over to the side of the stage, and indicated for him to sit.
~~~
Snape watched her as she approached, gliding across the floor like Diana herself. Her eyes set on him, no one else but him. His breath caught as she moved with the music playing. It was lucky that no one dared to touch her, or else, there would be Hell to pay. All eyes shied away from his glare, looking away quickly when they thought he might cast his glare their way or read their thoughts.
The group parted like the Red Sea as she made her way over to him. She stopped right in before him and stood looking up at him with those deep green eyes.
What was that song she was singing?
Ah.who cares.just look at her.
He kept his smile in check, as she casually looked him over, briefly but thoroughly guessing he was passing her close inspection. At least, he hoped he was passing. He felt a shiver run down his spine at her nearness. He could feel the heat radiating off of her and he had to swallow hard to keep his composure.
This petite woman didn't have to do much to get under his skin. She was an enchantress without the magical abilities he directed daily.
She was so small that he tried not to look down his nose at her. Tried not to look so haughty but with his height it was hard. She, however, didn't seem to notice as she took his arm and began pulling him towards the stage. Of course, he followed. He didn't have a choice in the matter. Not that he didn't want to. He would have followed her anywhere at that point, especially when she laced her fingers with his.
Gods.
She led him to the stage and indicated for him to sit down which he did right at the edge of the stage. His eyes glowered out over the crowds but his ears tuned to her and her voice.
The vibrant sultry voice filled the room easily.
~~~
Jessica finally finished her last song and bowed a few times at the polite applause from the now too drunk to care customers.
It was over.thank God.until next Saturday.when she will have to do it all over again. Right now, she just wanted to get away from here and have her Sunday all to herself.
The dark-haired man stood from the stage and approached as the curtain finally closed, releasing her from this fantasy world to go live her normal life. She ran a hand over her brow before smiling up at him. Covering her tiredness, she took his hand in hers and leading the way backstage to the door of her minuscule dressing room.
"I'll be right out.please don't go away."
She whispered and darted into the room to remove her stage makeup and change into her regular clothes.
Looking at her face in the mirror as she opened the bottle of cold cream. A smile plastered on the face in her mirror image. This man was something else. She had no idea who he was, what his name was or where he came from but she knew one thing. She trusted him and she didn't trust many at least not in her line of work.
She quickly smeared the cold cream on her face and wiped it off with tissues. A light moisturizer to stop her skin from drying then a light powdering of powder and some mascara and her simple makeup routine was completed in a record three minutes.
She removed the clip from her thick hair, allowing the light brown mop to fall and ran a brush through it before pulling it back into a high ponytail. Slipping into her jeans and sweater she tucked her feet into her sandals and grabbed her overnight bag that carried all her tools of the trade. She checked her image once more before stepping out of the dressing room and found him leaning against the wall opposite her door. Her heartbeat picked up at the sight.
"How about breakfast?"
~~~
He didn't know if it was relief or not, when she stopped singing and the curtain closed. He was glad to stop warning everyone away from her but he rather enjoyed listening to her singing. She had a beautiful voice. So soothing and alluring. A strong voice but not quite cultured. If she had some lessons, she could have been famous. She could have the potential if she really wanted a career in the entertainment field.
Not that he knew much about entertainment, but he did know what he liked and he had to admit that he did have discriminating taste when it came to music. Some of today's Muggle music made his ears bleed and his nerves twitch, it was just so bloody awful, but these songs that she sang were very soothing, calming, he found himself completely enjoying them.
He stood to his feet as the music faded from his ears and approached her fully intending to tell her that he enjoyed her show yesterday but didn't get far when she took his hand and led him away into the bowels of the rancid club. She stopped before a door that had her name taped on it written in black marker.
Jessica Wheeler
Lovely name.
"I'll be right out.please don't go away."
He heard a barest amount of fear in her words and smile down at her. He shook his head to indicate that he wouldn't and she scurried inside.
While she was doing whatever women do in their rooms, he leaned against the opposite wall crossing his arms across his chest. A few unscrupulous looking men approached her room but with one look at him, quickly hurried away. His dark eyes blazing his warning. It was amazing how many low lives kept a place like this alive. It was also amazing that he was even here at all. If not for Remus and Sirius dragging him in here yesterday, he would never have seen this side of London. Not that he liked what he has seen so far. The low lives here were worse than the whores that dotted the alleyways back in Hogsmead. Not that he had ever tainted himself with them but he did come across them when he was in town.
He wondered why she was here.
She was obviously American, but why was she here in this seedy place? It was beyond him. She was so far above this. He could tell that from the way she walked and talked she shouldn't be here. She belonged in a much better environment.
His thoughts were interrupted when she returned, closing the door behind her. He allowed his eyes to roam over her taking in the tight jeans and loose sweater. Without the evening gown and heavy makeup, she looked much more relaxed. But her eyes were tired.
He allowed her to take his arm again as she draped her bag across her shoulders.
"How about breakfast?"
He grinned down at her and walked out with her into the street bypassing the crowds as the club owner shoved them out into the cold dark night to find their way back home.
"As you wish."
"I just realized that I don't know your name?"
"My name is Severus Snape"
"Severus? Fascinating name.is it a family name?"
"Yes, It is."
They walked along the street, her hand tucked up with his as they made small talk.
"I was very happy to see you back today."
"Indeed?"
"Indeed." She smiled and echoed his word and she heard him chuckle lightly.
"Where are your friends this evening?"
"Hopefully still tied up in the dungeon where I left them."
She stopped walking and gave him such a horrified look before bursting out laughing.
"Oh, now there is a vision. Bound in a dungeon, Priceless."
He grinned and retook her hand in his and continued to walk. She had no idea he spoke the truth. He chuckled at the memory of Remus and Sirius hanging on the wall as he pulled his cloak on to leave for the evening, their faces locked in disbelief, figuring that he would probably have to untie them when he got back home. They probably had learned their lessons by now. She was right though, it was indeed a vision, to see them bound and gagged to the wall. They just wouldn't stop their teasing, pushing him to his limit until he couldn't be pushed further. He knew that after tonight they would think twice about taking him anywhere again.
Thank Merlin.
She stopped before a tired looking building and dug around in her bag for her keys shaking the bag to locate their whereabouts from inside. He hadn't realized she was taking him to her place, he assumed that she was leading her to a diner somewhere. But, who was he to argue with her.
This was an opportunity he didn't expect, nor was it one that he was going to walk away from.
He wasn't a stupid man.
~~~
Jessica stopped before her building and opened her bag looking for her keys. It was always the way that whatever you were looking for always ended up at the bottom of the bag. She shook the bag hearing the keys rattling and dug around inside before finally locating them. Giving him a grin, she produced the keys in triumph.
"Ah ha.here they are."
She saw him smile and take the keys from her.
"Allow me."
He deftly inserted one key and turned it allowing them passage into the building. A narrow staircase led up into the darkness and he frowned. This place was a dump. The aroma of urine assaulted him as he gave the hall a glance over.
Dark, dank and musty.
His dark dungeon didn't even match the disgusting state this place was in. Again, she surprised him at the impoverished way she lived and worked.
"Are you sure you want to eat here? I could take us out for breakfast."
She smiled and took his hand leading him up three stories and to a door, that no longer had an identifying number on it. The wood was badly chipped and in desperate need of paint. She pulled out another key, quickly unlocking the door. She stepped through and walked over to throw her bag onto the sofa bed. Then with a long deep sigh plopped down and closed her eyes.
"I hope you don't mind, but I'm just to tired to go out. I can make you something. I have eggs, bacon, bread, milk.whatever you want."
She moved to get up but he held up his hands.
"No, I am not really hungry, unless you are."
She sighed in relief and shook her head.
"No, no I'm not, thank you." She looked up at him and smiled patting the sofa next to her. "Please, sit down, I'm getting a sore neck staring up at you."
He immediately took a seat next to her and she kept her eyes on him, He was so graceful, his cloak billowing around him when he moved, fascinating.
"I'm not in the habit of bringing men home. Especially men that I just met, but.It felt right somehow. I hope you don't think I'm being.forward here."
He smiled and shook his head.
"I must admit I was rather surprised, It's not often that I am.led to a lady's chambers."
She grinned at that and reached out for his hand rubbing her thumb over his knuckles.
"I am hardly a lady, and this hovel is nowhere near chambers."
He frowned a little and squeezed her hand relishing in the feel of her nearness.
"I disagree, you are indeed a lady. You may not see it, but I certainly do."
She bit her lip in thought and leaned her head back into the sofa sighing deeply.
"I don't feel like a lady."
"I know ladies, Jessica.and trust me when I say this, you are more of a lady than most of the ones I know."
She smiled at him and moved closer. He had a nice way with words and she loved the way he spoke. His voice was like silk as the words flowed from his lips.
"What do you do? For a living that is?"
"I teach at a private school."
"What do you teach?"
He looked at her and twitched an eyebrow that caused her to chuckle a little. She loved it when he did that.
"Chemistry."
He smiled at her in his answer, well.in a way it was the truth. Potions.Chemistry.both was dealing with unusual chemicals mixed in various ways to produce desired results.
"Ah, a brain and handsome to boot." She leaned over and nestled into his shoulder, leaning her head on him. He felt safe. She tilted her chin up to look up at him. "I can feel the chemistry here. Cant you?"
Severus didn't reply immediately but moved to drape an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close, deftly moving her onto his lap. His dark eyes bore into her green ones.
"Indeed."
She ran her hand up and into his hair as their lips met.
It was fine.
It was easy.
He was safe.
~~~
Severus couldn't believe he was here, in this dismal building making love to the most beautiful woman he had ever encountered.
Well, he was trying to at least.
It was a bit difficult. Maneuvering with the small pullout mattress that masqueraded as a bed. The sofa mattress was too thin and the metal bar jarred uncomfortably into his back as she moved over him. He tried to forget about that as she removed her sweater, pulling it over her head and tossing it onto the floor.
His moans were in response to her half naked body above him. She was in perfect proportions. Her hips narrow and her breasts pert and just enough to make him salivate at the thought of suckling them. His hands moved over her, trailing over her waist and sides moving slowly up brushing the sides of her breasts, He could feel her shivering in response as he leaned up and kissed her neck and throat.
She felt wonderful, her hands were smooth and sure of what needed to be done. She removed his cloak and jacket with ease and he smiled up at her with what he was sure was intense desire. She returned his smile in response leaning down to kiss him deeply. Opening her mouth willingly he pressed his tongue against her lips and probed her, tasting her. She moaned as his hands reached up to cup her breasts and her hands went back to work to get him undressed as well.
He realized that she was getting impatient with all the buttons on his shirt when she finally gave up, pulled the tail out of his trousers, and pushed it up over his head. He complied without question, tossed the offending shirt to the floor, and scooted his other garments to join it.
He wanted to feel her as much as she wanted to feel him. He lowered his hands to the waistband of her jeans and slowly unbuttoned the one button and tugged the zipper down.
She jumped a bit when his hands went to the waist of her jeans and she looked into his eyes.
Was that fear there?
"Jessica?"
She shook her head and moved up to her knees allowing him better access to unzip them.
"I'm fine."
He moved his hands to her waist, holding her tightly. He didn't want to scare her and this was moving very fast.
"Are you sure you want to continue this?"
She leaned down and kissed him again letting her passion convince him.
"Yes, I'm very sure."
He moaned in relief and returned to getting her jeans off without more problems. She raised herself as he hooked his fingers into the belt loops and pulled them down her slender hips sliding the heavy garment past her knees so she could kick them away.
Then there she was.
~~~
Jessica was scared.
She never felt like this before. What was it about this man that made her abandon every smart thing, every warning that pressed into her brain.
She wanted him and she knew he wanted her.
She ran a hand over his chest and unclasped his cloak letting it fall open around him. He was like a Christmas gift, wrapped in layers of paper that she had to get through one by one. Her hands next went to his jacket and quickly had it opened as well and laying with his cloak. His white silk shirt was all that lay between them now.
She smiled down at him and leaned down to kiss him. Moaning as their tongues made contact, wrestling for control of each other. A match that she willingly gave into and conceded.
She moaned as he cupped her breasts and her hands went back to work to get him undressed as well. It was getting frustrating, all these damned buttons on his shirt. Finally, with a growl, she pulled the damned thing from his pants and tugged it over his head. She could see the amusement in his eyes and she tried to smother the grin forming on her face.
Then she froze.
His hands were at her jeans and she felt a dash of fear, not impeding doom, but definitely uncertainty.
"Jessica?"
She heard him speak her name softly, she looked down into his concerned face, and her fear disappeared just as quickly as it came.
"I'm fine."
"Are you sure you want to continue this?"
"Yes, I'm very sure."
He looked relieved and she felt awful putting that doubt there. She leaned up on her knees allowing him easier access and within seconds, she was naked. A draft wafted over her causing goosebumps and causing her hand to shiver as she moved to discard his pants. She wanted to see as much of him as he was seeing of her.
God.Her vision was starting to blur in her frenzy. All she wanted was to make love to this wonderful man, this dark Adonis.
God, help her to get through this.
~~~
Severus moved to where the damned bar wasn't digging into his back and placed his hands on her thighs as she bent to unbuckle his trousers and remove them as well. Within moments, they were in a pile on the floor with the others. He allow his eyes sweep over her lazily, enjoying the sight of her supple body straddling her.
She was exquisite.
Much better than he ever deserved in his lifetime and he knew it.
His hands roamed over her thighs as he leaned up to capture her lips again, forcing her to bend over him. His breathing grew harsher and her heartbeat matched his. His hand moved to her rear as she lifted up to lean over him and she moaned as he squeezed her cheeks. He felt his hardness brush against her causing her to gasp out nearly forcing her to sit up and very nearly impaling herself on him.
He moaned and with one swift move swung her over to where she was below him and he knelt between her thighs.
"Tell me if you want me to stop now Jessica. Because I don't think I will be able to from this point on."
His voice dark and silky as he rumbled his question to her. Praying that she wouldn't stop him.
~~~
Jessica sat on him naked, as naked as a jaybird as her mom used to say. But she didn't care. She wanted this man more than anything, more than life.
She felt his hands on her thighs so near her warmth and she bent over as he leaned up to kiss her. She loved the taste of his kisses, so sweet and intense at the same time. Her tongue played with his and she moaned as his hands grabbed her ass, squeezing them, massaging them.
God it felt fantastic.
Then she felt him against her opening and jerked upward in surprise. She felt the head at her entrance, but before she could utter a sound she, he was above her and looking down at her with such intensity in his face, searching her for any signs of regret.
"Tell me if you want me to stop now, Jessica. Because I don't think I will be able to from this point on."
She looked up into his face and in answer, leaned up to capture his lips with hers.
"Do it now, Severus.Please."
~~~
This was the point of no return.
He ran a tender hand over her face and leaned down to capture her mouth in a deep blinding kiss.
"As you wish."
He whispered against her lips as he moved into place. She closed her eyes as she felt the head of his throbbing shaft slowly enter her. Gasping as he pushed inward so tantalizingly slow. She stilled when she heard his breath catch in surprise.
"Jessica?"
She opened her eyes and looked up at him. Knowing what he was thinking but she wrapped her legs tighter around his waist urging him on.
"It's all right, Severus, I want this. I want you."
He didn't move for a moment studying her face before leaning over and kissing her again.
"You are a woman of.many.surprises."
He responded huskily as he pulled back a little bit and then thrust into her breaking through the barrier he had no idea would be there.
~~~
Oh my Gods.
She was a virgin.
He had never expected that.
How could such a beautiful woman still be an innocent in her years? It was unfeasible to expect such beauty to be unmarred, untouched.
He heard her gasp at the sudden pain and stiffen. His kisses down her throat helped her to relax as he settled into her, just letting her get used to him being there, being inside of her. It was only when he felt her start to squirm and tighten her legs around him he started to move, slowly, pulling out slightly then moving back in. Her cries of pain turning into moans of pleasure. Once he was sure that the pain was over, he really began to make love to her.
~~~
They were one.
Jessica cried out and ran her hand over his shoulder as he thrust into her repeatedly. Causing such pleasurable torture that she continuously bit into his shoulder. She was mindless with pleasure. Moving her hands down to his waist, she raised her hips to meet very thrust. Every move was anticipated and met by one of her own.
If she had known it was like this, she would have submitted years ago. She couldn't believe she had denied herself this.
His thrust increased and to her surprise and delight, she found herself on the receiving line of a madman. His pounding lost all sense of tenderness and she closed her eyes completely enjoying the mixture of pleasure and pain.
Deep inside she felt a burning, a tingling starting at the top of her thighs and traveling upward, spreading throughout her body.
"OH!"
~~~
Severus groaned as he moved into her. Faster and faster, he thrust into her warmth. The tightness of her carried him over into oblivion as he lost all control and mindlessly began to pound into her, her little squeaks and whimpers ringing through his ears as he felt her legs tense up. He felt her vaginal muscles tighten around him. Reaching one hand under her ass, he raised her up to meet his thrust, knowing she was close.
"SEVERUS!"
She screamed out his name as her body shook and convulsed under him. His eyes opened and watched her as she came with such fury he couldn't help himself from coming nearly at the same time. Thrusting one final powerful thrust he cried out and emptied his seed deep into her, pouring years of pent up sexual frustrations into that one act of release.
He cried out just as the sound of a muffled explosion came from outside of the room. He didn't allow himself to think about it to much as he was too busy trying to catch his breath. His mind was nothing but mush after this physical activity and he forgot about it.
Together they fell to sleep in each other's warm embrace, contented and sated. Severus grinned and pulled her close, thinking that he was going to have to thank Remus and Sirius now after all.
Footnotes/Acknowledges:
Thanks out to my few reviewers.
Lacy: Girl.I can always count on you.
Fancy: my online daughter.you are my favorite.did you know that?
And to:
Emilys: Hon.I don't know you.but I am happy to have met you. I'm glad you liked my name it made me happy, Thank you for taking the time to let me know that at least someone read it.
Much Love
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This chapter is a little long but with two POVs it grew unexpectedly. Also, this chapter does include consensual sex. Some will see that this is slightly OOC for Severus Snape but I hope you won't mind too much. Hope you like it. Review or not I just hope its being read. A special thanks out to Lacy, Cat and Charon for just being there for me.
Red
Two
Saturday- The Naked Lady
She hated Saturday's with a passion. The only good thing about a Saturday was that Sunday followed right after. Saturday's were the nights when the perverts overran the club. She hated working Saturdays but she had no choice. Her bills were piling up and she needed the money, besides, the tips were okay if you didn't mind the hands everywhere.
But she hated the hands, the roaming, tacky, palm sweaty hands that tugged and pulled at her as she moved around the room. She always chose a longer floor length dress on these nights, not wanting hands roaming up her hem when she was singing to one drunk after another.
Moving through the dense crowd, she sang today without much gusto. All she wanted was out of here and back into her small flat. Her small, one windowed flat way back in the backwoods of London. She never wanted anything more than just going there right now.
Moving deftly away from one groping outstretched hand, she turned towards the front of the room, barely looking at anyone or anything. Her voice rose out and above the din. Not that anyone was listening tonight. All anyone wanted was a slap and tickle. Something she wasn't paid to do. And never would. She stepped back into a hand and started to turn around to glare at the man when she looked up towards the doorway. Her heart nearly stopped as she saw him. The same black dressed man from last night. He was watching her with a look that made her heart skip a beat. She couldn't stop the smile that formed on her face and with a sigh of relief, she made her way over to him sidestepping one hand after another.
She had no idea why she was relieved to see him, but she was.
She was singing more to him now than to the others.
~~~
Severus had no rational reason to be there tonight. He did not intend to ever step foot in the place again.
But here he was.
Madness.
That was it, He was temporarily insane. He had to be to leave Hogwart's for the second evening in a row and find himself back in this hellhole.
And for what?
Oh, yeah.
He stood stock still as he watched her. He noticed that she didn't seem overly thrilled tonight. She wasn't singing with the same passion she held for her songs last night. Not that he could blame her for all the lechers that were taking advantage of the tightly packed room to cop a feel of her. He could see how tense she was and he frowned at that.
Thankfully, she had the brains to dress more for the occasion. At least with the more modest floor length dress, the roaming hands couldn't make their way, intentionally, into her dress. He glared at one man who's overly large hand reached out to squeeze her small rear. He felt a wave of unfamiliar emotion and instantly wanted to snatch up his wand and rip the hand right from his wrist.
But he didn't. Not in a room full of half drunk muggles.
He saw her face darken at the grab and started to turn to, he hoped, give him what for. Then she looked up and saw him.
Gods, was that.relief in her eyes?
She smiled then and walked straight towards him, singing to him once more. This time he openly glared at anyone that moved towards her daring anyone to touch her in his presence.
~~~
My God he was tall.
She glided gracefully over to him and reached out a tiny hand to touch his chest mainly to reassure herself that he was there and not a figment of her imagination. No. He was here. He was real. She was also aware that no one dared to touch her now. It was like this man intimidated every single moron that was within a hundred yards and he didn't have to even try.
She smiled gratefully up at him.
He may intimidate them, but not her. She knew his expression was for the others and not for her. It was amazing how a crowd of almost two hundred, rough and burly men, had averted their gaze from his cold staring eyes.
He gazed down at her with his dark eyes with an expression she couldn't recognize. It was a cross between amusement, anger, surprise and relief all in one. Such an odd combination that she sensed from him.
At a petite 5'2' she barely came up to his ribcage. His manner of dress intrigued her as she let her eyes roam over his black cloak. It must have looked amusing for some of the customers in the club where the normal mode of dress was mostly jeans and shirts opened at the neck to show too much chest and way too much flashy jewelry. These men wouldn't know class if it reared up and bit them on the ass.
This man had more class in his little pinkie then all these men put together. A simple silver medallion hung on a chain around his neck and she grinned as a vision of Dracula came to mind. But then, if this was what Dracula looked like then he can bite me all he wanted to.
She took his arm and led him back through the crowds. Winding between the drunks sprawled out in their chairs or face down in their drinks, all the while singing her song. She snaked her fingers with his, led him over to the side of the stage, and indicated for him to sit.
~~~
Snape watched her as she approached, gliding across the floor like Diana herself. Her eyes set on him, no one else but him. His breath caught as she moved with the music playing. It was lucky that no one dared to touch her, or else, there would be Hell to pay. All eyes shied away from his glare, looking away quickly when they thought he might cast his glare their way or read their thoughts.
The group parted like the Red Sea as she made her way over to him. She stopped right in before him and stood looking up at him with those deep green eyes.
What was that song she was singing?
Ah.who cares.just look at her.
He kept his smile in check, as she casually looked him over, briefly but thoroughly guessing he was passing her close inspection. At least, he hoped he was passing. He felt a shiver run down his spine at her nearness. He could feel the heat radiating off of her and he had to swallow hard to keep his composure.
This petite woman didn't have to do much to get under his skin. She was an enchantress without the magical abilities he directed daily.
She was so small that he tried not to look down his nose at her. Tried not to look so haughty but with his height it was hard. She, however, didn't seem to notice as she took his arm and began pulling him towards the stage. Of course, he followed. He didn't have a choice in the matter. Not that he didn't want to. He would have followed her anywhere at that point, especially when she laced her fingers with his.
Gods.
She led him to the stage and indicated for him to sit down which he did right at the edge of the stage. His eyes glowered out over the crowds but his ears tuned to her and her voice.
The vibrant sultry voice filled the room easily.
~~~
Jessica finally finished her last song and bowed a few times at the polite applause from the now too drunk to care customers.
It was over.thank God.until next Saturday.when she will have to do it all over again. Right now, she just wanted to get away from here and have her Sunday all to herself.
The dark-haired man stood from the stage and approached as the curtain finally closed, releasing her from this fantasy world to go live her normal life. She ran a hand over her brow before smiling up at him. Covering her tiredness, she took his hand in hers and leading the way backstage to the door of her minuscule dressing room.
"I'll be right out.please don't go away."
She whispered and darted into the room to remove her stage makeup and change into her regular clothes.
Looking at her face in the mirror as she opened the bottle of cold cream. A smile plastered on the face in her mirror image. This man was something else. She had no idea who he was, what his name was or where he came from but she knew one thing. She trusted him and she didn't trust many at least not in her line of work.
She quickly smeared the cold cream on her face and wiped it off with tissues. A light moisturizer to stop her skin from drying then a light powdering of powder and some mascara and her simple makeup routine was completed in a record three minutes.
She removed the clip from her thick hair, allowing the light brown mop to fall and ran a brush through it before pulling it back into a high ponytail. Slipping into her jeans and sweater she tucked her feet into her sandals and grabbed her overnight bag that carried all her tools of the trade. She checked her image once more before stepping out of the dressing room and found him leaning against the wall opposite her door. Her heartbeat picked up at the sight.
"How about breakfast?"
~~~
He didn't know if it was relief or not, when she stopped singing and the curtain closed. He was glad to stop warning everyone away from her but he rather enjoyed listening to her singing. She had a beautiful voice. So soothing and alluring. A strong voice but not quite cultured. If she had some lessons, she could have been famous. She could have the potential if she really wanted a career in the entertainment field.
Not that he knew much about entertainment, but he did know what he liked and he had to admit that he did have discriminating taste when it came to music. Some of today's Muggle music made his ears bleed and his nerves twitch, it was just so bloody awful, but these songs that she sang were very soothing, calming, he found himself completely enjoying them.
He stood to his feet as the music faded from his ears and approached her fully intending to tell her that he enjoyed her show yesterday but didn't get far when she took his hand and led him away into the bowels of the rancid club. She stopped before a door that had her name taped on it written in black marker.
Jessica Wheeler
Lovely name.
"I'll be right out.please don't go away."
He heard a barest amount of fear in her words and smile down at her. He shook his head to indicate that he wouldn't and she scurried inside.
While she was doing whatever women do in their rooms, he leaned against the opposite wall crossing his arms across his chest. A few unscrupulous looking men approached her room but with one look at him, quickly hurried away. His dark eyes blazing his warning. It was amazing how many low lives kept a place like this alive. It was also amazing that he was even here at all. If not for Remus and Sirius dragging him in here yesterday, he would never have seen this side of London. Not that he liked what he has seen so far. The low lives here were worse than the whores that dotted the alleyways back in Hogsmead. Not that he had ever tainted himself with them but he did come across them when he was in town.
He wondered why she was here.
She was obviously American, but why was she here in this seedy place? It was beyond him. She was so far above this. He could tell that from the way she walked and talked she shouldn't be here. She belonged in a much better environment.
His thoughts were interrupted when she returned, closing the door behind her. He allowed his eyes to roam over her taking in the tight jeans and loose sweater. Without the evening gown and heavy makeup, she looked much more relaxed. But her eyes were tired.
He allowed her to take his arm again as she draped her bag across her shoulders.
"How about breakfast?"
He grinned down at her and walked out with her into the street bypassing the crowds as the club owner shoved them out into the cold dark night to find their way back home.
"As you wish."
"I just realized that I don't know your name?"
"My name is Severus Snape"
"Severus? Fascinating name.is it a family name?"
"Yes, It is."
They walked along the street, her hand tucked up with his as they made small talk.
"I was very happy to see you back today."
"Indeed?"
"Indeed." She smiled and echoed his word and she heard him chuckle lightly.
"Where are your friends this evening?"
"Hopefully still tied up in the dungeon where I left them."
She stopped walking and gave him such a horrified look before bursting out laughing.
"Oh, now there is a vision. Bound in a dungeon, Priceless."
He grinned and retook her hand in his and continued to walk. She had no idea he spoke the truth. He chuckled at the memory of Remus and Sirius hanging on the wall as he pulled his cloak on to leave for the evening, their faces locked in disbelief, figuring that he would probably have to untie them when he got back home. They probably had learned their lessons by now. She was right though, it was indeed a vision, to see them bound and gagged to the wall. They just wouldn't stop their teasing, pushing him to his limit until he couldn't be pushed further. He knew that after tonight they would think twice about taking him anywhere again.
Thank Merlin.
She stopped before a tired looking building and dug around in her bag for her keys shaking the bag to locate their whereabouts from inside. He hadn't realized she was taking him to her place, he assumed that she was leading her to a diner somewhere. But, who was he to argue with her.
This was an opportunity he didn't expect, nor was it one that he was going to walk away from.
He wasn't a stupid man.
~~~
Jessica stopped before her building and opened her bag looking for her keys. It was always the way that whatever you were looking for always ended up at the bottom of the bag. She shook the bag hearing the keys rattling and dug around inside before finally locating them. Giving him a grin, she produced the keys in triumph.
"Ah ha.here they are."
She saw him smile and take the keys from her.
"Allow me."
He deftly inserted one key and turned it allowing them passage into the building. A narrow staircase led up into the darkness and he frowned. This place was a dump. The aroma of urine assaulted him as he gave the hall a glance over.
Dark, dank and musty.
His dark dungeon didn't even match the disgusting state this place was in. Again, she surprised him at the impoverished way she lived and worked.
"Are you sure you want to eat here? I could take us out for breakfast."
She smiled and took his hand leading him up three stories and to a door, that no longer had an identifying number on it. The wood was badly chipped and in desperate need of paint. She pulled out another key, quickly unlocking the door. She stepped through and walked over to throw her bag onto the sofa bed. Then with a long deep sigh plopped down and closed her eyes.
"I hope you don't mind, but I'm just to tired to go out. I can make you something. I have eggs, bacon, bread, milk.whatever you want."
She moved to get up but he held up his hands.
"No, I am not really hungry, unless you are."
She sighed in relief and shook her head.
"No, no I'm not, thank you." She looked up at him and smiled patting the sofa next to her. "Please, sit down, I'm getting a sore neck staring up at you."
He immediately took a seat next to her and she kept her eyes on him, He was so graceful, his cloak billowing around him when he moved, fascinating.
"I'm not in the habit of bringing men home. Especially men that I just met, but.It felt right somehow. I hope you don't think I'm being.forward here."
He smiled and shook his head.
"I must admit I was rather surprised, It's not often that I am.led to a lady's chambers."
She grinned at that and reached out for his hand rubbing her thumb over his knuckles.
"I am hardly a lady, and this hovel is nowhere near chambers."
He frowned a little and squeezed her hand relishing in the feel of her nearness.
"I disagree, you are indeed a lady. You may not see it, but I certainly do."
She bit her lip in thought and leaned her head back into the sofa sighing deeply.
"I don't feel like a lady."
"I know ladies, Jessica.and trust me when I say this, you are more of a lady than most of the ones I know."
She smiled at him and moved closer. He had a nice way with words and she loved the way he spoke. His voice was like silk as the words flowed from his lips.
"What do you do? For a living that is?"
"I teach at a private school."
"What do you teach?"
He looked at her and twitched an eyebrow that caused her to chuckle a little. She loved it when he did that.
"Chemistry."
He smiled at her in his answer, well.in a way it was the truth. Potions.Chemistry.both was dealing with unusual chemicals mixed in various ways to produce desired results.
"Ah, a brain and handsome to boot." She leaned over and nestled into his shoulder, leaning her head on him. He felt safe. She tilted her chin up to look up at him. "I can feel the chemistry here. Cant you?"
Severus didn't reply immediately but moved to drape an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close, deftly moving her onto his lap. His dark eyes bore into her green ones.
"Indeed."
She ran her hand up and into his hair as their lips met.
It was fine.
It was easy.
He was safe.
~~~
Severus couldn't believe he was here, in this dismal building making love to the most beautiful woman he had ever encountered.
Well, he was trying to at least.
It was a bit difficult. Maneuvering with the small pullout mattress that masqueraded as a bed. The sofa mattress was too thin and the metal bar jarred uncomfortably into his back as she moved over him. He tried to forget about that as she removed her sweater, pulling it over her head and tossing it onto the floor.
His moans were in response to her half naked body above him. She was in perfect proportions. Her hips narrow and her breasts pert and just enough to make him salivate at the thought of suckling them. His hands moved over her, trailing over her waist and sides moving slowly up brushing the sides of her breasts, He could feel her shivering in response as he leaned up and kissed her neck and throat.
She felt wonderful, her hands were smooth and sure of what needed to be done. She removed his cloak and jacket with ease and he smiled up at her with what he was sure was intense desire. She returned his smile in response leaning down to kiss him deeply. Opening her mouth willingly he pressed his tongue against her lips and probed her, tasting her. She moaned as his hands reached up to cup her breasts and her hands went back to work to get him undressed as well.
He realized that she was getting impatient with all the buttons on his shirt when she finally gave up, pulled the tail out of his trousers, and pushed it up over his head. He complied without question, tossed the offending shirt to the floor, and scooted his other garments to join it.
He wanted to feel her as much as she wanted to feel him. He lowered his hands to the waistband of her jeans and slowly unbuttoned the one button and tugged the zipper down.
She jumped a bit when his hands went to the waist of her jeans and she looked into his eyes.
Was that fear there?
"Jessica?"
She shook her head and moved up to her knees allowing him better access to unzip them.
"I'm fine."
He moved his hands to her waist, holding her tightly. He didn't want to scare her and this was moving very fast.
"Are you sure you want to continue this?"
She leaned down and kissed him again letting her passion convince him.
"Yes, I'm very sure."
He moaned in relief and returned to getting her jeans off without more problems. She raised herself as he hooked his fingers into the belt loops and pulled them down her slender hips sliding the heavy garment past her knees so she could kick them away.
Then there she was.
~~~
Jessica was scared.
She never felt like this before. What was it about this man that made her abandon every smart thing, every warning that pressed into her brain.
She wanted him and she knew he wanted her.
She ran a hand over his chest and unclasped his cloak letting it fall open around him. He was like a Christmas gift, wrapped in layers of paper that she had to get through one by one. Her hands next went to his jacket and quickly had it opened as well and laying with his cloak. His white silk shirt was all that lay between them now.
She smiled down at him and leaned down to kiss him. Moaning as their tongues made contact, wrestling for control of each other. A match that she willingly gave into and conceded.
She moaned as he cupped her breasts and her hands went back to work to get him undressed as well. It was getting frustrating, all these damned buttons on his shirt. Finally, with a growl, she pulled the damned thing from his pants and tugged it over his head. She could see the amusement in his eyes and she tried to smother the grin forming on her face.
Then she froze.
His hands were at her jeans and she felt a dash of fear, not impeding doom, but definitely uncertainty.
"Jessica?"
She heard him speak her name softly, she looked down into his concerned face, and her fear disappeared just as quickly as it came.
"I'm fine."
"Are you sure you want to continue this?"
"Yes, I'm very sure."
He looked relieved and she felt awful putting that doubt there. She leaned up on her knees allowing him easier access and within seconds, she was naked. A draft wafted over her causing goosebumps and causing her hand to shiver as she moved to discard his pants. She wanted to see as much of him as he was seeing of her.
God.Her vision was starting to blur in her frenzy. All she wanted was to make love to this wonderful man, this dark Adonis.
God, help her to get through this.
~~~
Severus moved to where the damned bar wasn't digging into his back and placed his hands on her thighs as she bent to unbuckle his trousers and remove them as well. Within moments, they were in a pile on the floor with the others. He allow his eyes sweep over her lazily, enjoying the sight of her supple body straddling her.
She was exquisite.
Much better than he ever deserved in his lifetime and he knew it.
His hands roamed over her thighs as he leaned up to capture her lips again, forcing her to bend over him. His breathing grew harsher and her heartbeat matched his. His hand moved to her rear as she lifted up to lean over him and she moaned as he squeezed her cheeks. He felt his hardness brush against her causing her to gasp out nearly forcing her to sit up and very nearly impaling herself on him.
He moaned and with one swift move swung her over to where she was below him and he knelt between her thighs.
"Tell me if you want me to stop now Jessica. Because I don't think I will be able to from this point on."
His voice dark and silky as he rumbled his question to her. Praying that she wouldn't stop him.
~~~
Jessica sat on him naked, as naked as a jaybird as her mom used to say. But she didn't care. She wanted this man more than anything, more than life.
She felt his hands on her thighs so near her warmth and she bent over as he leaned up to kiss her. She loved the taste of his kisses, so sweet and intense at the same time. Her tongue played with his and she moaned as his hands grabbed her ass, squeezing them, massaging them.
God it felt fantastic.
Then she felt him against her opening and jerked upward in surprise. She felt the head at her entrance, but before she could utter a sound she, he was above her and looking down at her with such intensity in his face, searching her for any signs of regret.
"Tell me if you want me to stop now, Jessica. Because I don't think I will be able to from this point on."
She looked up into his face and in answer, leaned up to capture his lips with hers.
"Do it now, Severus.Please."
~~~
This was the point of no return.
He ran a tender hand over her face and leaned down to capture her mouth in a deep blinding kiss.
"As you wish."
He whispered against her lips as he moved into place. She closed her eyes as she felt the head of his throbbing shaft slowly enter her. Gasping as he pushed inward so tantalizingly slow. She stilled when she heard his breath catch in surprise.
"Jessica?"
She opened her eyes and looked up at him. Knowing what he was thinking but she wrapped her legs tighter around his waist urging him on.
"It's all right, Severus, I want this. I want you."
He didn't move for a moment studying her face before leaning over and kissing her again.
"You are a woman of.many.surprises."
He responded huskily as he pulled back a little bit and then thrust into her breaking through the barrier he had no idea would be there.
~~~
Oh my Gods.
She was a virgin.
He had never expected that.
How could such a beautiful woman still be an innocent in her years? It was unfeasible to expect such beauty to be unmarred, untouched.
He heard her gasp at the sudden pain and stiffen. His kisses down her throat helped her to relax as he settled into her, just letting her get used to him being there, being inside of her. It was only when he felt her start to squirm and tighten her legs around him he started to move, slowly, pulling out slightly then moving back in. Her cries of pain turning into moans of pleasure. Once he was sure that the pain was over, he really began to make love to her.
~~~
They were one.
Jessica cried out and ran her hand over his shoulder as he thrust into her repeatedly. Causing such pleasurable torture that she continuously bit into his shoulder. She was mindless with pleasure. Moving her hands down to his waist, she raised her hips to meet very thrust. Every move was anticipated and met by one of her own.
If she had known it was like this, she would have submitted years ago. She couldn't believe she had denied herself this.
His thrust increased and to her surprise and delight, she found herself on the receiving line of a madman. His pounding lost all sense of tenderness and she closed her eyes completely enjoying the mixture of pleasure and pain.
Deep inside she felt a burning, a tingling starting at the top of her thighs and traveling upward, spreading throughout her body.
"OH!"
~~~
Severus groaned as he moved into her. Faster and faster, he thrust into her warmth. The tightness of her carried him over into oblivion as he lost all control and mindlessly began to pound into her, her little squeaks and whimpers ringing through his ears as he felt her legs tense up. He felt her vaginal muscles tighten around him. Reaching one hand under her ass, he raised her up to meet his thrust, knowing she was close.
"SEVERUS!"
She screamed out his name as her body shook and convulsed under him. His eyes opened and watched her as she came with such fury he couldn't help himself from coming nearly at the same time. Thrusting one final powerful thrust he cried out and emptied his seed deep into her, pouring years of pent up sexual frustrations into that one act of release.
He cried out just as the sound of a muffled explosion came from outside of the room. He didn't allow himself to think about it to much as he was too busy trying to catch his breath. His mind was nothing but mush after this physical activity and he forgot about it.
Together they fell to sleep in each other's warm embrace, contented and sated. Severus grinned and pulled her close, thinking that he was going to have to thank Remus and Sirius now after all.
Footnotes/Acknowledges:
Thanks out to my few reviewers.
Lacy: Girl.I can always count on you.
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And to:
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