Chapter 16 – A Gift from the Heart
The black, winter cloak Jessica had been wearing was tied loosely at her waist. Snape took each end of the tie in his hands and slowly pulled the knot loose. He spread the cloak apart and then slipped his hands inside, wrapping them around her tiny waist.
Her body responded quickly to the feeling of his nimble fingers stroking and caressing the small of her back while his smooth, warm lips sought to kiss and suckle that one place along her neck where he could send pleasant tingles all through her body if he touched her just right. As his kisses trailed along her neck, Jessica tangled her fingers in his hair and massaged his scalp as she moaned delightfully into his ear.
He knew he had found the pleasure spot at the nape of her neck when she turned her head and voiced a heavy moan. Her arms squeezed tighter around him and her fingernails began to massage harder into his neck and shoulders as he suckled her right where she loved it the most.
"Oh Severusss…" she hissed as her body began to tingle with pleasure. She shivered with excitement as his warm hands glided over her shoulders, tipping the warm cloak off of her body. It fell to the floor and Snape reached his hands around Jessica's body, picking her up into his arms. He stepped over her fallen cloak and brought her over to the large bed just behind her.
When he set her down on the soft mattress, Jessica looked around the room for the first time and realized that it was an elegant hotel room he had brought her to. "Where are we, Severus?" she asked.
He smiled crookedly and removed his own cloak, dropping it onto the floor right next to hers. "We're in London. I've brought you to the Dorchester."
"The Dorchester?" she repeated, knowing very well that it was one of the most expensive hotels in the city. "Severus, you are so full of surprises." She smiled at him and sank back into the pillows at the head of the bed.
He crawled up onto the bed with her and she gladly welcomed him into her arms. Snape drew his wand from his pocket and pointed it at the corner of the room. As if he had said it out loud, Jessica heard him conjure up the non-verbal 'illumina' incantation.
The tip of his wand began to glow. Jessica watched as another brilliant glow transpired in the corner of the hotel room. A Christmas tree, decorated with silver and gold trimming was now illuminating the room with red and green candle-lit ornaments. The tree was topped with a twinkling star that looked as real as a star pulled right out of the night's sky.
"Oh Severus! It's beautiful!"
Snape watched Jessica as the reflection of the tiny flames danced in her eyes. He smiled and slowly reached over to pull her body closer to his.
"Merry Christmas, Love." He pressed a single kiss into her neck and glided his hand up along her thigh until his palm rested comfortably atop the curve of her hip.
"Merry Christmas, Severus. Thank you so much," she whispered into his ear before returning a soft, gentle kiss to his cheek. Jessica dismissed the hard feelings she held against him for never returning any of her messages since she had left the castle. She just held him tight and thanked Merlin that they were together now. "I've missed you more than you can possibly imagine."
Snape leaned forward and planted a heavy kiss on her lips while his hands made way back to the alluring curves of her clad body. You don't have to miss me anymore, she heard him speak to her, I'm here now. As if it were the first time making love to her again, Snape gingerly caressed Jessica's body and slowly began to disrobe her.
The heat from the crackling fire warmed her naked flesh in an instant. Her flesh glowed in the radiance of the burning flames. With the help of his eager lover, Snape removed his own clothes and then tossed them onto the floor. He set his wand down on the nightstand and then settled his body down in Jessica's intimate embrace.
Leaving the sheets and blankets all tucked in place, they made love on top of the soft quilt. Jessica met his first thrust into her body with a deep, arousing moan. His hands roamed her body in desperation to please her. He had only made love to her a few times before and he knew it would probably be a long stretch of time before he could have her again. Knowing this, Snape made every effort to give Jessica the most intimate and memorable Christmas yet.
They listened carefully to the thoughts in each other's heads in order to better their lovemaking. Through the evening they discovered things about each other that they never knew before. Snape learned very quickly how he could instantly bring Jessica to orgasm and Jessica began to understand exactly where and how he wanted her to touch and caress him as he reached his climax.
Together they shared a completely non-verbal night full of passion and innovation. The depth of their intimacy grew continuously as they made love and exchanged words only by the means of their telepathic bond.
Leaving the wizarding world behind, Jessica and Severus entered their own little world where time did not exist… Hogwarts did not exist, and most importantly, Lucius Malfoy did not exist. All of the trouble arising from the alleged Heir of Slytherin was forgotten and the purpose of uniting with Jessica solely to impregnate her was ignored. Despite Lucius' vile warning, Snape had prepared himself for this evening with another simple potion that made him infertile. Lucius' message had made him a little uneasy, but at the same time, Snape knew that if the Dark Lord really wanted him to father his grandchild, the order would come directly from him, and not through a follower such as Malfoy. As far as he was concerned, there was nothing to fear from either Lucius or the Dark Lord. The only real issue would be explaining to Lucius in a few weeks' time why his houseguest wasn't yet with child.
"Jessica Van Eden."
Lucius held on tight as the Black Orb absorbed his soul and ejected him into Jessica's subconscious. His feet touched solid ground and once again he found himself at the foot of her bed. Tonight she was asleep on her back with the quilts and blankets pushed down to her waist.
Once he sat down on the bed, Lucius looked down at her moist, pink lips and closed his eyes as he bent to kiss her softly. Almost as if she were aware of him, Jessica pressed her lips into his and returned his kiss.
Lucius framed Jessica's face in his hands and swept his tongue along the insides of her lips, willing her to open up for him. "Severus," she whispered softly and parted her lips, granting him a more intimate kiss. Her hands coiled at his neck and her fingernails tickled the sensitive skin along his hairline. "Hold me, Severus," she whispered to him in her sleep.
Jessica's hand came down on top of his and she gave him a gentle squeeze before her arm slipped back onto the mattress. Once he'd satisfied his craving for her warm kiss, Lucius slowly backed away.
He watched as her chest heaved and Lucius' attention was drawn to her ample breasts. He could just make out the protrusion of her nipples beneath the violet material of her thin, silk nightgown.
His groin had begun to ache at the thought of touching her. Although it wasn't he who she had invited to grasp her body so intimately, Lucius carefully lie down next to her and spread his hands across her body. He set one hand down on top of Jessica's breast and kneaded her gently.
"Yes," she hissed. "Severus, don't stop. Please."
Beneath the wispy layer of silk, Lucius could feel her hardening under his fingers as he continued to fondle her. He drew her in between his thumb and finger and tugged gently.
"Oh numens, Jessica," he cried out hungrily.
The unfamiliar voice awoke her. Still fast asleep, but awakening in her dream, Lucius watched as her eyes slowly opened. For a split second she looked right at him and then closed her eyes again. Her eyebrows drew together peculiarly and Lucius watched carefully as she opened her eyes again.
"Lucius," she identified. "What are you doing here?"
He moaned softly and continued to knead her breast affectionately. "This is your dream," he said. "Perhaps you can tell me what I'm doing here."
"You're touching me," she realized. "Please, leave me alone."
"I can only leave when you wake up," Lucius told her. "Once you awake, I'll no longer be here."
"I am awake," she assured. "Why are you doing this?" She wrapped her fingers around his hand intending to pull him away, but the fond sensation of his touch drew out a long, erotic moan and Jessica helplessly pushed his hand harder against her.
Lucius leaned his head down so that his lips were on the brink of touching her ear. "I am doing this because you want me to. Remember, this is your dream. In your dreams, you can dream anything you want."
"Then if I am still asleep and I am only having a dream, I want to dream of Severus," Jessica decided.
A familiar pair of cold, dark eyes suddenly met her gaze. Lucius' hair turned from blonde to raven black and the man sitting on her bedside suddenly bore a perfect resemblance to her lover.
"Severus!" she called out anxiously and sat up on her elbows. She smiled at him and reached her lips out to touch his. He welcomed her kiss immediately. Jessica could feel his hands wrapping tight around her neck before he drove his tongue deep into her mouth. She struggled and whimpered under his savage kiss until he abruptly released her. Jessica fell gracelessly back into her pillows. She served him a startling expression and backed away from him.
"Severus?" she said apprehensively.
"Severus is a long way away," Snape said in Lucius' voice.
Jessica watched as Lucius resumed his own appearance. She stared in astonishment and felt a stir in the pit of her stomach as Lucius brought his finger up to her shoulder and tipped the tiny sleeve of her nightgown down her arm.
"He can't please you now. Only I can," Lucius whispered to her. He bent his head down and dotted her shoulder blade and throat with tiny kisses that sent jolts of both discomfort and excitement through her body. "You mustn't worry about betraying him, Jessica. This isn't real. You and I may pleasure each other all night, and when we wake up, none of it will have ever happened."
Lucius slipped his hand across her opposite shoulder and tipped the other sleeve down as well. Jessica watched him as he began trailing his lips down along her arm in another series of kisses. She closed her eyes and did her best to pretend that it was Severus kissing her.
No matter how hard she tried, Jessica just couldn't do it. She couldn't even picture Severus there with her. And the way Lucius kissed her was completely different. Their techniques weren't similar in any way.
"When you kiss me, it feels so real."
"Yes," he whispered as he sat up straight. He focused on her closed eyes before pressing a soft, single kiss into her lips. "It does," he agreed.
Jessica opened her eyes and carefully watched his hands. Her breathing was a little ragged and uneven, but Lucius hushed into her ear and tried to calm her by soothingly stroking the less intimate parts of her body.
"Does it feel good when I kiss and touch you?" Lucius dragged his hand back up to her breast and touched her very lightly.
Jessica's eyes fell closed and she moaned softly. "Yes," she whispered.
"Shall I keep touching you?" Lucius asked.
He brushed his cheek across hers and sporadically pressed kisses into her skin while his hands rubbed up and down her arms. Jessica fell back into the pillows in a slow, fluid motion and willed her body to relax as she took pleasure in his gentle nurturing.
Lucius took her mellow reaction as an indication to continue. He carried on wrapping his lips around her neck and shoulders and suckling her skin into his mouth. He listened to the hum of Jessica's liking and felt his body beginning to ache as he yearned to be naked with her.
"Jessica," he uttered desperately. "Jessica, take your clothes off." He brushed the side of his hand across her breasts and tugged gently on the sleeve of her nightgown.
"Please don't," Lucius heard Jessica whimper timidly.
"Don't what?" Lucius asked. A sick, twisted smile crept onto his face as he admired the frightened puppy look in her eyes.
"Don't rape me, please," she begged.
"Jessica," he said warmly and cupped his hands under her chin, "I would never force you, the daughter of the Dark Lord." His tongue slid out of his mouth and brushed across her jaw and up under her ear. "I only want to touch you…" he brought his hand down beneath her bed sheets and tucked his fingers between her legs, "… I want to feel you…" he squeezed her groin, pressing his fingers into the fabric of her nightgown which acted as an impediment to her intimacy. He drew her nightgown up over her knees and watched it slip down to her waist. His hand swept along the inside of her thigh and delicately massaged her soft, silky skin.
Jessica's eyes fell closed and she hesitated as her knees slowly began to relax and part, giving Lucius adequate room to easily rub his fingers along the silk fabric encasing her intimacy. He could feel the hot moisture of Jessica's arousal and knew that it was only a matter of time before her body would demand the attention she'd not be able to ignore.
He listened to her moans and smiled deviously as she moved in sync. "Shall I continue?" he asked and withdrew his hand.
He wasn't surprised to hear a combination of frustration and disappointment in her subsequent moan. Jessica opened her eyes and looked up at Lucius. She stared at him, hating him for betraying Severus by wanting her, and hating herself for wanting Lucius' hands touching her body.
"If you want me to touch you again, you must do as you're told and take your clothes off," Lucius whispered.
Jessica squirmed awkwardly beneath him. She avoided his intense gaze and tried to pull the blankets up over her body. "I – I can't," she told him.
Lucius' eyes filled with anger and impatience. His platinum hair disappeared again and in its place appeared the stringy, black mane belonging to the Potions Master.
The coal-black eyes that were staring down at Jessica didn't look friendly. His thin, white lips pursed together and in his own voice he spoke. "You will do as you are told, Jessica."
She watched as ink-black turned back into glacier blue and a slippery, black mane returned to soft wispy threads of blonde. Lucius sat back on the bed waiting patiently for Jessica to obey his order to undress.
Not daring to break eye contact with him, Jessica slowly sat up and lifted her hips to pull her gown out from under her. A thin smile curved his lips as he watched Jessica drawing her gown over her head.
Her hair fell over her shoulders and breasts as the gown slipped over her head. Jessica held the small bundle of silk in her hands and let Lucius take it from her. He dropped it on the floor and sat up closer to her, raising his hands to brush her curtain of hair behind her shoulders to expose her naked breasts.
He let out a deep breath and smiled as he touched her naked flesh. Lucius palmed each breast and slowly rubbed his thumbs over her. Jessica could not ignore the how amazing it felt to have him massaging her with his strong hands. She closed her eyes and moaned erotically as her sensitive flesh succumbed to his careful ministrations. Liquid heat began to flood her nether regions as he aroused her.
Jessica lifted her hands to cup over his. She caressed along with him, showing Lucius how she liked to be touched.
Lucius pointed the rigid peaks of her opposite breast up towards his mouth. While he continued to stroke her as she had shown him, Lucius closed his lips over her and circled his tongue around her taut flesh. Jessica's supple moans turned into cries of ecstasy. She arched her back, enjoying the arousing sensations.
With one hand wrapped securely around her waist, Lucius brought his free hand down and began to thrust his fingers wildly against her intimacy. Still barricaded by her underwear, Lucius let Jessica's breast fall out of his mouth and looked down at her with disapproval written all over his face.
"When I told you to take your clothes off – I meant all of them," he said quite seriously. "Now, take your knickers off, Jessica… unless of course you don't want me to touch you."
"I'm sorry," Jessica cried out. "I do want you to touch me." She looked like she was afraid of him, but at the same time she sounded as if she'd go mad if he didn't touch her.
"Very well. Take them off," he said, but then cocked an eyebrow. "Or shall I?" he offered and sat her back down to close her knees together. Jessica felt him tug at the sides of her underwear and lifted her hips to help him ease them off. They had just slipped over her feet when Lucius helped her up to her knees.
He got up on the bed and sat up on his knees as well so that he was facing Jessica perfectly level. His hands coiled around her neck and he closed his lips around her mouth and thrust his tongue deep into her mouth. Jessica closed her eyes and wrapped her hands around his face with such poise Lucius knew for sure that he'd broken her, rendering her completely helpless.
She moaned into his mouth as he kissed her, licking the walls and roof of her mouth. His hands reached around her tiny body and sought to touch every inch of her.
Lucius moaned deep in his throat. Jessica was absolutely everything he ever imagined she could be. Her skin was so warm and soft, and her feminine curves were generous and exceptionally alluring. He reached around and thrust her naked body towards him, pressing his manhood against her.
As if he knew just how desperately she was to feel him touch her, Lucius broke away from their kiss and slid his hands down along her sides. He rubbed back and forth while he listened to Jessica whimper approvingly in his ear. Jessica's hands squeezed each of his clad shoulders and revelled in the sensation of having him pleasure her.
Jessica squealed in both agony and pleasure as he probed the depths her intimacy. Lucius could feel her walls tightening around him and heard her cries become shorter and louder as her orgasm hit.
Once she signed with exhaustion, Lucius carefully brought his hands up and gently caressed her arms and back as Jessica moulded her body into his embrace.
"Forgive me, my sweet," he apologized as if his selfish greed had harmed her, "you are so… delicious." He couldn't help wanting her. Lucius was convinced that any wizard would have gone as far as he did to claim such an extraordinary woman.
Although he was more than half way there, Lucius had yet to fulfill his ultimate desire. He wanted to break her completely. If he succeeded in claiming Jessica in her dreams, it was only a matter of time before she'd be unable to resist the real Lucius Malfoy.