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Chapter 9

Rosie sighed, loud enough for the other occupant of her room to hear. It had been a long hour of awkward silence and sidelong glances with Severus and she was just about fed up. It was almost time to teach class and she was preparing her lessons for the day when Severus finally spoke.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, standing up and facing her, arms crossed.

"To teach class," she responded harshly.

"No. Professor Dumbledore has, cancelled your classes for the week. The students have been notified."

She slammed her papers back onto her desk, clenching her teeth together in anger. Flustered, she went and stood in front of him.

"You can't just keep me locked up in the tower like a prisoner," she spat, placing her hands on her hips.

"Yes. I can," he answered coolly.

Shaking her head in defiance she began to briskly walk to the door, fully planning to march all the way to the Headmaster's office and demand her freedom but she was swiftly halted by a long, slender arm grabbing her by the waist and pushing her against the back of her closed door. Severus had her pinned to the smooth wood, his hand still locked firmly around her waist, his black eyes smoldering.

"Now now Professor, you were given specific instruction to stay, put," he told her, his voice soft and velvety.

"Mmm. And what exactly are you willing to do to keep me here," she replied, placing her hands on his chest.

"Whatever is necessary."

She looked up into his eyes, setting a fire to her insides. She breathed in sharply as it caught in her throat, causing him to pull himself closer to her. She felt his breath on her hair, his stomach pressing against hers.

"Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to be a man?" she whispered through her teeth, turning her head to his.

"How dare you," he seethed.

"Why don't you finish what you started?"

He hissed at her as she grabbed the collar of his jacket, undoing the top three buttons. She watched the emotions of his face dance from restraint, to anger, to defeat before his hand slid from her back to her thigh. He yanked hard, bringing her leg up around his waist, running his free hand along her side and neck until cupping her chin with his hand and pulling her face towards his.

His lips crashed down onto hers roughly, she pulled him by the collar deepening their kiss. Their lips continued their dance from that day by the Lake as if they had never stopped. His motions were fueled by a newfound desire; his hand roamed her thigh before he pulled her off the ground bringing his face up to his. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pinned her to the door with his chest and then pulled his face away. They stood foreheads touching, breathing heavily and staring into each other's eyes, unsure of the next step they were about to take. She saw his eyes had glazed over and for the first time they looks warm and open. She had finally broken past his shields and her body went limp in is arms at the realization. She bent forward and kissed him lightly, letting him know the next step was his to take.

His eyes closed in thought and she wrapped one arm around his neck, brushing his hair from his face with her other hand, kissing the newly exposed skin of his cheek. His head leaned in to her touches.

"I, have never done this before," he whispered sadly.

She knew what he meant. He'd never been with a woman intimately. Her heart swelled with affection for the poor man in front of her. It was a shame that no one had ever taken time to learn the man under the hard, unwelcoming exterior. She placed both of her hands on his cheeks, bringing her forehead back to his, their noses touching.

"It's ok," she reassured, "I'll teach you."

Rosie's feet gently touched back down to the ground as he released her from his possession. He gave her a small nod and she smiled as she grabbed his hands and led him over to her bed, pulling him down on top of her as she laid on her back.

"Relax," she eased, grabbing his face in her hands, staring intently into his eyes.

Moments after his lips were covering hers in a slow, burning kiss. She felt his torment, sadness and fear as he cherished her lips, stroking her cheek with one hand. Her hands wrapped around his head, weaving her fingers into his hair pulling him closer to her. He deepened their kiss, letting his hands wander around her body, exploring. His fingertips were feather light, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She began undoing the endless line of buttons on his jacket, revealing the thin white shirt and black neck scarf that remained hidden beneath it. After releasing the final black button he sat up quickly shrugging the jacket off of his shoulders and pulling the scarf from around his neck. She marveled at the smooth white skin of his neck, wanting nothing more than to trail kisses along its length, her body was on fire with desire for his touch. She sat up in front of him, undoing the last buttons between her and his chest, her finger fumbled unable to work properly. He watched her in awe; still in shock she was willing to do this with him.

After the final button her hands found his skin as she reached under the open fabric. He groaned softly as her finger raked across his bare chest before leaning back down, pushing Rosie back onto her back. His lips again found hers, his hands wandered to her own shirt buttons cautiously. Propping himself up onto one elbow he reluctantly broke the connection between them. His fingers began to remove the thin cotton barrier as he stared into her eyes, looking for any signs of unwillingness. When he received none his fingers worked quicker, lust shining bright in his eyes. The last button opened, revealing her porcelain skin and small breasts covered by a thin lace bra. His jaw dropped at the sight of her and she smiled, it had been a long time since a man had appreciated her. She sat up shrugging the shirt off and looked deep into his eyes. His hand ran up the length of her spine, stopping at the little metal clasp in the center. She pulled her hair over her shoulder, giving him free access to undo it. With an effortless snap it came undone and he watched, star struck, as it fell off of her shoulder and onto the bed.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him back down on top of her as she lay back again. She kissed his neck, jaw, behind his ear, his cheek until she found his lips. Hr fingers trailed lightly up her bare stomach until he reached the small, soft mound on her chest. She whimpered as he ran his thumb along it, startling him. She kissed him in reassurance, and his touches became more confident.

She stroked the length of his chest and stomach, stopping at the waist of his pants and undoing the buttons to them, she ran her hand down and a slight moan escaped her mouth as she felt him, felt his desire for her. He kicked his pants down, leaving only a thin pair of white boxer shorts, he followed suit and pulled her skirt down. He looked into her eyes as he felt the smooth skin of her thigh, moving his hand inside and up until he reached the point they connected. She followed his motions and he breathed loudly, burying his face into her neck. His lips tasted the sweet skin there as he regained his composure.

His fingers began making slight circles on her aching center and she moaned quietly, causing him to press a little harder and pick up speed. Her body was quaking with anticipation and she couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed his wrist, dragging his hand to the waistband of her panties and with no hesitation he pulled them down, leaving her open and bare. He took a moment and just took in the sight before him, his eyes glazed over, mouth slightly agape.

His hand found her bare middle and he touched her softly, sliding his finger between the delicate folds of skin. She let another moan escape her lips as he did it, but she couldn't wait any longer. She pulled his last boxers down and gently wrapped her hand around his rock hard shaft and pulled slightly. The sound that escaped his lips was enough to almost throw her over the edge, primal and rough, she needed him now. She led him to her opening and stopped, waiting for his next move. He gazed down at her with wide eyes and she gave him a small smile. She felt him ease his hips towards hers, filling her slowly. She moaned as she felt the pressure of him inside her, wrapping her arms around his neck. He was breathing hard and fast, his breath tickling her neck as he withdrew slightly and pushed in again.

His pace began to quicken and she squeezed her legs tightly around his middle, pulling him close, whimpers of pleasure escaping from her lips. She kissed his neck with an open mouth and ran her tongue along the pale, smooth skin. Before long, his head had collapsed into the curve of her neck and shoulder, his hips moving faster and faster with each passing second. Rosie felt her body go hot, her thoughts became fuzzy as she edged closer and closer bliss. With one final hard thrust from Severus they both let go simultaneously. Rosie heard him groan in fulfillment over her own cries before they collapsed down, his head still buried in the crook of her neck.

They stayed motionless in each other's arms, regaining their breath and enjoying the closeness of their bodies. She idly ran one hand through his hair soothingly as he nuzzled his head closer to her. Rosie felt herself smiling; she hadn't been this close to anyone in a very long time. Sure, she'd had sex, but this, the closeness, the feeling of being cherished and appreciated was something new all together. This was a moment she never wanted to end.

Soon, Severus heaved himself up, pulling out of her slowly and Rosie immediately felt like a part of her had left with him. He looked around, dazed before his eyes fell onto her. They were soft and still slightly shocked by what the pair had just finished doing. He sat down beside her and pulled a blanket over her naked body, tucking her in ever so gently, before lying down to sleep, extinguishing the lights in the room.

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