Title: All Hallows Eve
Author: BertaS
Date Written: Oct. 2012
Pairing: Severus / Myrtle
Rating: NC-17 to be safe
Word Count: 400
Summary: Severus has an unexpected visitor to his chambers on All Hallows Eve.
Warnings: Chan, maybe? I'm thinking Myrtle is 15 (towards the end of her 4th year when she was killed) but she is also 70ish right? Possibly dub-con, sort'a but not really. I thought it might be Necrophilia but my son insists it would be Ectophillia instead.
A/N: Okay, Roo asked for zombi!porn, this is as close as I can get. Although I'm not sure it's all that pornish.
Disclaimer: Insert cool non-litigation charm here.
All Hallows Eve
Near midnight, Severus lay on his bed, naked, eyes closed, trying to release some stress and tension. As he stroked himself slowly a shiver ran down his spine and a feeling of being watched washed over him. He was sitting up with his wand pointed almost before he opened his eyes. Severus growled, "What the hell are you doing here?" He sank back leaning on his elbow, wand resting on his thigh as he relaxed, knowing she was no threat.
The young ghost pouted slightly as she answered, "I was just passing through on my way back from Nick's Death Day party when I noticed what you were doing." She floated closer, reaching out with one hand trailing it over his chest, not touching but close enough to feel his furnace like heat. "It's not like I ever get to do more than watch." She giggled softly.
Severus shivered and gasp slightly as his nipple contracted from the chill hand passing over it. He snarled something in Latin as he grabbed the hand that hovered over his chest.
She was shocked to suddenly be jerked onto the bed and to feel his weight settle over her. His knee was quickly inserted between her legs as he pulled at her clothing. She managed to whisper, "How?" as her hands ran over his arms and back. Reveling in the feel of the solid flesh and muscles under her hands.
He lifted his head to stare into her face, his expression shocked as he realized what he was doing and had just done.
Staring into his eyes the now solid ghost whispered, "Is this, Necromancy? Black magic?" She seemed more curious than frightened although the fear was clearly apparent.
Severus shook his head before answering, "No. Just, a bit dark. The spell lasts but one hour and can only be performed on this night." His hands, like hers, had not ceased their exploration. They were however much gentler, less demanding.
She arched up into him as her foot slid up the back of his leg and she groaned, "It's so good to feel again." She writhed under him pulling a groan from him as well. "Please Headmaster, make me feel more." She moaned as she was grinding herself against his thigh.
Severus almost grinned as he acquiesced to her requested. And on that Halloween night, she would truly earn the name Moaning Myrtle.
The End